Life goes on forever like the gnawing of a mouse. Edna St. Vincent Millay More Quotes by Edna St. Vincent Millay More Quotes From 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 welcome brother may We are all ruled in what we do by impulses; and these impulses are so organized that our actions in general serve for our self preservation and that of the race. Edna St. Vincent Millay our-actions race self I find that I never lose Bach. I don't know why I have always loved him so. Except that he is so pure, so relentless and incorruptible, like a principle of geometry. Edna St. Vincent Millay relentless music principles What the customer demands is last year's model, cheaper. To find out what the customer needs you have to understand what the customer is doing as well as he understands it. Then you build what he needs and you educate him to the fact that he needs it. Edna St. Vincent Millay business years needs 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 hurt writing book 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. Edna St. Vincent Millay favors work people God, I can push the grass apart and lay my finger on Thy heart. Edna St. Vincent Millay fingers god heart Although we sometimes did without a few of life's necessities, we rarely lacked for its luxuries. Edna St. Vincent Millay luxury sometimes My candle burns at both ends Edna St. Vincent Millay candle ends But you were something more than young and sweet And fair, - and the long year remembers you. Edna St. Vincent Millay remembers-you sweet years I make bean stalks, I'm A builder, like yourself. Edna St. Vincent Millay essentials garden work Heap not on this mound roses that she loved so well; why bewilder her with roses that she cannot see or smell. Edna St. Vincent Millay smell flower rose There are a hundred places where I fear To go, --so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where never fell his foot or shone his face I say, 'There is no memory of him here!' And so stand stricken, so remembering him! Edna St. Vincent Millay relief feet memories Life is a quest and love a quarrel Edna St. Vincent Millay inspirational-love and-love life Under my head till morning; but the rain, Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh, Upon the glass and listen for reply. Edna St. Vincent Millay glasses rain morning It's not love's going hurts my days Edna St. Vincent Millay broken-heart hurt friendship 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 childhood age children She is happy where she lies With the dust upon her eyes. Edna St. Vincent Millay dust eye lying Youth, have no pity; leave no farthing here For age to invest in compromise and fear. Edna St. Vincent Millay aging youth age The only people I really hate are servants. They're not really human beings at all. Edna St. Vincent Millay hate class people
