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Beauty is whatever gives joy.
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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When I can make Of ten small words a rope to hang the world! I had you and I have you now no more.
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Lord I do fear / Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year.
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Life must go on I forget just why.
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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 !
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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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When you publish something, it is very much as if you pulled your pants down in public. If what you have written is good, nobody can hurt you if what you have written is bad, nobody can help you.
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Sorrow like a ceaseless rain Beats upon my heart. People twist and scream in pain-- Dawn will find them still again This has neither wax nor wane, Neither stop nor start.
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What should I be but just what I am?
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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.
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I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
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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.
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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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I am all the time talking about you, and bragging, to one person or another. I am like the Ancient Mariner, who had a tale in his heart he must unfold to all. I am always buttonholing somebody and saying, Someday you must meet my mother.
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Euclid alone Has looked on Beauty bare. Fortunate they Who, though once only and then but far away, Have heard her massive sandal set on stone.
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I know, but I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
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