Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes
Collection of top 100 famous quotes about Edna St. Vincent Millay
Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes & Sayings
Happy to read and share the best inspirational Edna St. Vincent Millay quotes, sayings and quotations on Wise Famous Quotes.
A wind with a wolf's headHowled about our door,
And we burned up the chairs
And sat upon the floor. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
But she was not made for any man, and she will never be all mine.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
There is no shelter in you anywhere.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
The heart grows weary after a little Of what it loved for a little while.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Beauty never slumbers; All is in her name; But the rose remembers The dust from which it came.
— 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
I felt his gaze, I heard his moan,And knew his hunger as my own. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
But the roaring of the fire,And the warmth of fur,
And the boiling of the kettle
Were beautiful to her! — Edna St. Vincent Millay
O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I drank at every vine, the last was like the first. I came upon no wine so wonderful as thirst.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do, I give up my whole self to it ...
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
My candle burns at both ends;It will not last the night;
But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends
It gives a lovely light! — Edna St. Vincent Millay
O troubled forms, O early love unfortunate and hard,Time has estranged you into a jewel cold and pure — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Set the foot down with distrust on the crust of the world - it is thin.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
But you were something more than young and sweetAnd fair, - and the long year remembers you. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
If I love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday - so much is true.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Dust in an urn long since, dispersed and deadIs great Apollo; and the happier he — Edna St. Vincent Millay
I would I were alive again to kiss the fingers of the rain.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
All my life,Following Care along the dusty road,
Have I looked back on loveliness and sighed ... — Edna St. Vincent Millay
When I can make Of ten small words a rope to hang the world! I had you and I have you now no more.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I am glad that I paid so little attention to good advice; had I abided by it I might have been saved from some of my most valuable mistakes.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Parrots, tortoises and redwoods live a longer life than men do; Men a longer life than dogs do; Dogs a longer life than love does.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Into each dance must be packed the panic and ecstasy of her last moment of life, for underneath was death.
— 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
The longest absence is less perilous to love than the terrible trials of incessant proximity.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
This my personal death? - That my lungs be failing
To inhale the breath
Others are exhaling? — Edna St. Vincent Millay
And he whose soul is flat the sky Will cave in on him by and by. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
The breath of dying lilies haunted the twilight air.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
And all the loveliest things there be come simply, so it seems to me.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
She is happy where she lies With the dust upon her eyes. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Although we sometimes did without a few of life's necessities, we rarely lacked for its luxuries.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Oh, you mean I'm a homosexual! Of course I am, and heterosexual too, but what's that got to do with my headache?
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Father, I beg of Thee a little task To dignify my days, 'tis all I ask.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I am not afraid of lawyers as I used to be. They are lambs in wolves' clothing.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
What terrible fear causes Man to address the Void as Thou?
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Death devours all lovely things;Lesbia with her sparrow
Shares the darkness
presently
Every bed is narrow. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Cruel of heart, lay down my song. Your reading eyes have done me wrong. Not for you was the pen bitten, And the mind wrung, and the song written.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
The younger generation forms a country of its own.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Night falls fast. Today is the past.
— John Green
Evil alone has oil for every wheel.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
The PrisonerAll right,
Go ahead!
What's in a name?
I guess I'll be locked into
As much as I'm locked out of! — Edna St. Vincent Millay
And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Longing alone is singer to the lute.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Life isn't all beer and skittles; few of us have touched a skittle in years.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Earth does not understand her child,Who from the loud gregarious town
Returns, depleted and defiled,
To the still woods, to fling him down. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Please don't think me negligent or rude. I am both, in effect, of course, but please don't think me either.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Man has never been the same since God died.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
A grave is such a quiet place.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
After the feet of beauty fly my own.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I hate people but I love gatherings.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Music, my rampart and my only one.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
The world stands out on either side, No wider than the heart is wide.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
And her voice is a string of colored beads,Or steps leading into the sea. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
My candle burns at both ends
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Her lawn looks like a meadow, And if she mows the place She leaves the clover standing And the Queen Anne's Lace.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Thus in the winter stands the lonely tree, Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one, Yet knows its boughs more silent than before
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I screamed, andlo!
Infinity
Came down and settled over me — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Lord I do fear / Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I saw and heard, and knew at last The How and Why of all things, past, and present, and forevermore.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. Nobody that matters, that is.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Death devours all lovely things.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
To what purpose, April, do you return again?Beauty is not enough. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Not only under ground are the brains of men Eaten by maggots, Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup,
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
But the rain Is full of ghosts tonight
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Into the darkness they go, the wise & the lovely
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Take up the song; forget the epitaph.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Strange how few, After alls said and done, the things that are Of moment.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Second FigSafe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand:
Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand! — Edna St. Vincent Millay
It's not love's going hurts my daysBut that it went in little ways. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Heap not on this mound roses that she loved so well; why bewilder her with roses that she cannot see or smell.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Without music I should wish to die.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I had a little sorrow, Born of a little sin.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
The only people I really hate are servants. They're not really human beings at all.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I would blossom if I were a rose.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I make bean stalks, I'm A builder, like yourself.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
He that would eat of love must eat it where it hangs.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; Need we say it was not love, just because it perished? — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Life must go on, Though good men die.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Pity me that the heart is slow to learnWhat the swift mind beholds at every turn. — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Pour away despair and rinse the cup. Eat happiness like bread.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
God, I can push the grass apart and lay my finger on Thy heart.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
If ever I said in grief or pride, I'd tired of honest things, I lied.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
![Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes By Edna St. Vincent Millay: [L]ife isn't one thing after another, it's the](https://www.wisefamousquotes.com/images/edna-st-vincent-millay-quotes-by-edna-st-vincent-millay-894275.jpg "Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes By Edna St. Vincent Millay: [L]ife isn't one thing after another, it's the")
[L]ife isn't one thing after another, it's the same thing over and over
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Guess I'll weep awhile. Guess I won't, I mean.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
One things there's no getting by,I've been a wicked girl,
Says I ...
But, if I can't be sorry I might as well be glad ! — Edna St. Vincent Millay
Need we say it was not love, Now that love is perished?
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
Life is a quest and love a quarrel
— 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
Who's that knocking on my grave and will not let me sleep, a year has one
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
I have learned to fail. And I have had my say.
— 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
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
