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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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The younger generation forms a country of its own. It has no geographical boundaries. I've talked with young Hungarians in Budapest, with young Italians in Rome, with young Frenchmen in Paris, and with young people all over. ... These young people are going to do things. They are going to change things.
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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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We think-although of course, now, we very seldom Clearly think- That the other side of War is Peace.
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Not Truth, but Faith it is that keeps the world alive.
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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.
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I am not afraid of lawyers as I used to be. They are lambs in wolves' clothing.
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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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pity me that the heart is slow to learn what the swift mind beholds at every turn.
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After the feet of beauty fly my own.
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That is my being, the madness of an unaccustomed mood.
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I am not at all in favor of hard work for its own sake many people who work very hard indeed produce terrible things, and should most certainly not be encouraged.
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Heap not on this mound roses that she loved so well why bewilder her with roses that she cannot see or smell.
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I make bean stalks, I'm A builder, like yourself.
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All my life, Following Care along the dusty road, Have I looked back on loveliness and sighed.
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She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine.
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Childhood Is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies.
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But far, oh, far as passionate eye can reach, And long, ah, long as rapturous eye can cling, The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake, Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road A gateless garden, and an open path: My feet to follow, and my heart to hold.
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Her lawn looks like a meadow, And if she mows the place She leaves the clover standing And the Queen Anne's Lace.
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No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.
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