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I love humanity but I hate people.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Edna St. Vincent Millay
Age: 58 †
Born: 1892
Born: February 22
Died: 1950
Died: October 19
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Oh, friend, forget not, when you fain would note In me a beauty that was never mine, How first you knew me in a book I wrote, How first you loved me for a written line.
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A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public eye with his pants down.
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Progress-progress is the dirtiest word in the language-who ever told us- And made us believe it-that to take a step forward was necessarily, was always A good idea?
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The heart grows weary after a little Of what it loved for a little while.
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Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.
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We were so wholly one I had not thought That we could die apart. I had not thought That I could move,—and you be stiff and still! That I could speak,—and you perforce be dumb! I think our heart-strings were, like warp and woof In some firm fabric, woven in and out Your golden filaments in fair design Across my duller fibre.
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O troubled forms, O early love unfortunate and hard, Time has estranged you into a jewel cold and pure
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A person who publishes a book willfully appears before the populace with his pants down. If it is a good book nothing can hurt him. If it is a bad book nothing can help him.
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Please don't think me negligent or rude. I am both, in effect, of course, but please don't think me either.
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What should I be but just what I am?
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What terrible fear causes Man to address the Void as Thou?
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Curse thee, Life, I will live with thee no more! Thou hast mocked me, starved me, beat my body sore! And all for a pledge that was not pledged by me, I have kissed thy crust and eaten sparingly That I might eat again, and met thy sneers With deprecations, and thy blows with tears.
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Night falls fast. Today is in the past.
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Beauty is whatever gives joy.
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... but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight
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I do not think there is a woman in whom the roots of passion shoot deeper than in me.
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You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.
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There is no shelter in you anywhere.
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Stranger, pause and look From the dust of ages Lift this little book, Turn the tattered pages, Read me, do not let me die! Search the fading letters finding Steadfast in the broken binding All that once was I!
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A ghost in marble of a girl you knew Who would have loved you in a day or two.
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