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Edna St. Vincent Millay quotes on aging, beauty, books, children, earth, god, grief, hate, death, love, memories, hills, rain, sleep, songs, summer and much more.

98 Top Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes For A Better Understanding Of Life

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Poetess and Playwright

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22 February 1892 AD

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19 October 1950 AD

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Rockland

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58

Edna St. Vincent Millay was a celebrated American poet, writer and activist who wrote some of the best sonnets in the world. She was honored with many awards for her work. It is a lesser-known fact that she is one of the few female poets to receive the prestigious “Pulitzer Prize for Poetry” for her work ‘The Ballad of the Harp Weaver’. Her novel titled ‘A Few Figs from Thistles’ raised a few eyebrows as it preached about female sexuality and feminism. The general theme of her work was based on individualism and contemplation of oneself through spirituality in the face of oppression due to gender bias. It glorified women rights and feministic approach which inspired many women to view matters of life in a different manner. Her work intended to spark a revolution for changing the mindset of a common man in the society. Even though she died early, her legacy remains forever in the hearts of the womenfolk in her country and all over the globe. Being a noted writer and poet, she shared her thoughts and views on several things. Many of her thoughts have become famous as her quotes and they are quoted extensively. We have compiled Edna St. Vincent Millay’s quotes from her writings, speeches etc. Browse through Edna Millay’s quotes on aging, beauty, books, children, earth, god, grief, hate, death, love, memories, hills, rain, sleep, songs, summer and much more.

They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missing you right now

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

My heart is warm with the friends I make, And better friends I'll not be knowing, Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take, No matter where it's going.

- The Selected Poetry, Edna St. Vincent Millay

My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— It gives a lovely light!

- A Few Figs from Thistles, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

I am glad that I paid so little attention to good advice; had I abided by it I might have been saved from some of my most valuable mistakes.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Childhood is not from birth to a certain age and at a certain age. The child is grown, and puts away childish things. Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; Need we say it was not love, just because it perished?

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

I will be the gladdest thing under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it's one damn thing over and over.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

I love humanity but I hate people.

- 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

What should I be but just what I am?

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Pity me that the heart is slow to learn What the swift mind beholds at every turn.

- The Harp-Weaver and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Night falls fast. Today is in the past. Blown from the dark hill hither to my door Three flakes, then four Arrive, then many more.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Ebb I know what my heart is like Since your love died: It is like a hollow ledge Holding a little pool Left there by the tide, A little tepid pool, Drying inward from the edge.

- Second April, Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

There is no shelter in you anywhere.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

The longest absence is less perilous to love than the terrible trials of incessant proximity.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Lost in Hell,-Persephone, Take her head upon your knee; Say to her, "My dear, my dear, It is not so dreadful here.

- Collected Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

No one but Night, with tears on her dark face, watches beside me in this windy place.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Music, my rampart and my only one.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

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.

- Collected Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

She is happy where she lies With the dust upon her eyes.

- The Selected Poetry, Edna St. Vincent Millay

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.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it. (in a letter written while she was in college)

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

You are loved. If so, what else matters?

- 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

There is no God. But it does not matter. Man is enough.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

The heart can push the sea and land Farther away on either hand; The soul can split the sky in two, And let the face of God shine through.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

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.

- The Harp-Weaver and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

I know, but I do not approve. And I am not resigned.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

I would blossom if I were a rose.

- The Lamp and the Bell, Edna St. Vincent Millay

A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire at half-past eight?

- The Selected Poetry, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Life must go on; I forget just why.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

But you, you foolish girl, you have gone home to a leaky castle across the sea to lie awake in linen smelling of lavender, and hear the nightingale, and long for me.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Night falls fast. Today is in the past.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Guess I'll weep awhile. Guess I won't, I mean.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

And must I then, indeed, Pain, live with you all through my life?-sharing my fire, my bed, Sharing-oh, worst of all things!-the same head?- And, when I feed myself, feeding you too?

- Mine the Harvest, Edna St. Vincent Millay

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.

- Collected Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Second Fig Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand: Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!

- A Few Figs from Thistles, Edna St. Vincent Millay

I do not think there is a woman in whom the roots of passion shoot deeper than in me.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

To a Young Poet Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird. Bird and wing together Go down, one feather. No thing that ever flew, Not the lark, not you, Can die as others do.

- Collected Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Childhood Is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind...

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

And he whose soul is flat -- the sky Will cave in on him by and by.

- Renascence and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

I dread no more the first white in my hair, Or even age itself, the easy shoe, The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair: Time, doing this to me, may alter too My anguish, into something I can bear

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

When I can make Of ten small words a rope to hang the world! "I had you and I have you now no more.

- Renascence and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

- Renascence and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public eye with his pants down.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

When you are corn and roses and at rest I shall endure, a dense and sanguine ghost To haunt the scene where I was happiest To bend above the thing I loved the most

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

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....

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

How first you knew me in a book I wrote, How first you loved me for a written line

- The Harp-Weaver and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Ah, I could lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow over me

- Second April, Edna St. Vincent Millay

A ghost in marble of a girl you knew Who would have loved you in a day or two.

- A Few Figs from Thistles, Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

- Renascence and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

... but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight

- The Harp-Weaver and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Tea was sucha comfort.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

I saw and heard, and knew at last The How and Why of all things, past, and present, and forevermore.

- Renascence and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

The undercurrent of my every thought: To seek you, find you, have you for my own.

- Collected Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Take up the song; forget the epitaph.

- 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: Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

But you were something more than young and sweet And fair, - and the long year remembers you.

- Renascence and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Degraded bird, I give you back your eyes forever, ascend now whither you are tossed; Forsake this wrist, forsake this rhyme; Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, But climb.

- Wine from These Grapes, Edna St. Vincent Millay

The sky, I thought, is not so grand; I 'most could touch it with my hand! And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky.

- The Selected Poetry, Edna St. Vincent Millay

I would I were alive again to kiss the fingers of the rain.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

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 !

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

...but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh Upon the glass and listen for reply...

- Collected Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Yet here one time your spirit was wont to move; Here might I hope to find you day or night, And here I come to look for you, my love, Even now, foolishly, knowing you are dead.

- Second April, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Learn to love blackness while there is yet time, blackness Unpatterned, blackness without horizons.

- Collected Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

But the roaring of the fire, And the warmth of fur, And the boiling of the kettle Were beautiful to her!

- Renascence and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Relaxing me from head to feet Love masters me, the bitter sweet O'er thy limbs breathing; Yea, Eros now, the god born blind Sweeps my soul like the mountain wind Through the oaks seething.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

The younger generation forms a country of its own.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Unlike most people, I kept my mouth shut about the man I was living with.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

A wind with a wolf's head Howled about our door, And we burned up the chairs And sat upon the floor.

- The Harp-Weaver and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Handsome, this day: no matter who has died.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

So come on out, my dear old sweet Sister, - & we'll open our oysters together.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Heart, have no pity on this house of bone: Shake it with dancing, break it down with joy.

- Fatal Interview: Sonnets, Edna St. Vincent Millay

I will control myself, or go inside. I will not flaw perfection with my grief. Handsome, this day: no matter who has died.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Hard, hard it is, this anxious autumn To lift the heavy mind from its dark forebodings;

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

I have learned to fail. And I have had my say.

- Collected Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Into each dance must be packed the panic and ecstasy of her last moment of life, for underneath was death.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Who's that knocking on my grave and will not let me sleep, a year has one

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Searching my heart for its true sorrow, This is the thing I find to be: That I am weary of words and people, Sick of the city, wanting the sea.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

The breath of dying lilies haunted the twilight air.

- Renascence and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

About the trees my arms I wound; Like one going mad I hugged the ground; I raised my quivering arms on high; I laughed and laughed into the sky.

- Renascence and Other Poems, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Into the darkness they go, the wise & the lovely

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

Koodaki ghalamroe padshahii ast ke hich kas dar an nakhahad mord

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

The sun that warmed our stooping backs and withered the weed uprooted- We shall not feel it again. We shall die in darkness, and be buried in the rain.

- Edna St. Vincent Millay

And you as well must die, beloved dust, And all your beauty stand you in no stead; This flawless, vital hand, this perfect head, This body of flame and steel, before the gust.

- Collected Poems: Edna St. Vincent Millay, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Along my body, waking while I sleep, Sharp to the kiss, cold to the hand as snow, The scar of this encounter like a sword

- Fatal Interview: Sonnets, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Not only under ground are the brains of men Eaten by maggots, Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup,

- Second April, Edna St. Vincent Millay

The Prisoner All right, Go ahead! What's in a name? I guess I'll be locked into As much as I'm locked out of!

- A Few Figs from Thistles, Edna St. Vincent Millay