Life & Mortality Quote by Anne Sexton

An ultimatum that refuses the comfort of half-measures, Anne Sexton’s line lands like a slammed door: do what you must to survive, or don’t, but stop bleeding your pain into the room until it becomes everyone’s air. The bluntness is the point. Sexton, a poet who made confession into a public art form, understood how suffering can turn performative, how it can recruit an audience, how it can become a kind of moral blackmail: stay near me, prove you care, absorb the fallout. “Poison” isn’t just sadness. It’s the corrosive habit of making despair contagious.

The intent reads as self-directed as it does accusatory. Sexton wrote inside the long shadow of depression and suicidality, in an era when those conditions were either romanticized as artistic temperament or buried under euphemism. The line refuses both. “Live or die” grants agency with terrifying honesty; it strips away the sentimental language people use to talk around crisis. Then the second clause introduces ethics. Your inner catastrophe does not exempt you from consequence. Pain may be inevitable; poisoning is a choice.

What makes it work is the way it compresses an entire social dynamic into a single household word. Poison suggests slow harm, not a single dramatic act - the drip of resentment, manipulation, unmanaged rage, the way untreated illness can metastasize into cruelty. Sexton’s genius is to make that moral distinction without pretending recovery is simple. She doesn’t offer salvation. She offers a boundary.