Share
×
Inspirational Quotes
Authors
Professions
Topics
Tags
Quote
Strange how few, After alls said and done, the things that are Of moment.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Share
Change background
T
T
T
Change font
Original
TAGS & TOPICS
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Age: 58 †
Born: 1892
Born: February 22
Died: 1950
Died: October 19
Librettist
Playwright
Poet
Translator
Writer
Rockland
Maine
Nancy Boyd
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Done
Things
Alls
Strange
Moment
Moments
More quotes by 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
Childhood Is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
It's not true that life is one damn thing after another it is one damn thing over and over.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave. I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand. Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Dust in an urn long since, dispersed and dead Is great Apollo and the happier he
Edna St. Vincent Millay
A grave is such a quiet place.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
I make bean stalks, I'm A builder, like yourself.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
I have loved badly, loved the great Too soon, withdrawn my words too late And eaten in an echoing hall Alone and from a chipped plate The words that I withdrew too late.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Night falls fast. Today is in the past.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
it may be said of me by Harper & Brothers, that although I reject their proposals, I welcome their advances.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Upon this gifted age, in its dark hour falls from the sky a meteoric shower of facts They lie unquestioned, uncombined. Wisdom enough to leech us of our ill is daily spun, But there exists no loom to weave it into fabric.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Not poppy, nor mandrake, Nor all the drowsy syrups of the world, Shall ever medicine thee to that sweet sleep, Which thou owest yesterday.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
pity me that the heart is slow to learn what the swift mind beholds at every turn.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
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.
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
You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
Lord I do fear / Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year.
Edna St. Vincent Millay
