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Edna St. Vincent Millay quotes - page 2
The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
You are loved. If so, what else matters?
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Beauty is whatever gives joy.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
This book, when I am dead, will be A little faint perfume of me. People who knew me well will say, She really used to think that way.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
There is no shelter in you anywhere.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Night falls fast. Today is in the past.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
But you, you foolish girl, you have gone home to a leaky castle across the sea to lie awake in linen smelling of lavender, and hear the nightingale, and long for me.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It's only that.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief or grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw,-it must have been Very pretty.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
I would blossom if I were a rose.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
I will come back to you, I swear I will; And you will know me still. I shall be only a little taller Than when I went.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
I do not think there is a woman in whom the roots of passion shoot deeper than in me.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
If I could have two things in one: the peace of the grave, and the light of the sun.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading into the sea.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire at half-past eight?
Edna St. Vincent Millay
That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
The only people I really hate are servants. They're not really human beings at all.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
What should I be but just what I am?
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Pity me that the heart is slow to learn What the swift mind beholds at every turn.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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