Edna St. Vincent Millay Short Quotes

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And life goes on forever like the gnawing of a mouse...

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Not Truth, but Faith, it is
That keeps the world alive.

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April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

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Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall.

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And, through and over everything,
A sense of glad awakening.

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Birds that cannot even sing —
Dare to come again in spring!

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Pour away despair and rinse the cup. Eat happiness like bread.

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The young are so old, they are born with their fingers crossed.

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But she was not made for any man, and she will never be all mine.

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God, I can push the grass apart,
And lay my finger on thy heart.

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Blessed be Death, that cuts in marble What would have sunk to dust!

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To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.

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She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine.

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That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe.

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If ever I said, in grief or pride,
I tired of honest things, I lied.

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And all the loveliest things there be come simply, so it seems to me.

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'Tis not love's going hurts my days,
But that it went in little ways.

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All I could see from where I stood Was three long mountains and a wood.

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Father, I beg of Thee a little task To dignify my days, 'tis all I ask.

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Women are
Superior to men in every way,
But chiefly in the intellect.

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The heart grows weary after a little Of what it loved for a little while.

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Set the foot down with distrust on the crust of the world — it is thin.

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Life in itself
Is nothing,
An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.

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Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, but climb.

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Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.
Nobody that matters, that is.

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I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do, I give up my whole self to it.

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And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading into the sea.

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Whether or not we find what we are seeking
Is idle, biologically speaking.

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I find it's as hard to live down an early triumph as an early indiscretion.

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With him for a sire and her for a dam,
What should I be but just what I am?

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