Life isn't all beer and skittles; few of us have touched a skittle in years. Edna St. Vincent Millay More Quotes by Edna St. Vincent Millay More Quotes From Edna St. Vincent Millay That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe. Edna St. Vincent Millay accomplices catastrophe It's little I know what's in my heart,What's in my mind it's little I know,But there's that in me must up and start,And it's little I care where my feet go. Edna St. Vincent Millay feet mind heart Life isn't one thing after another, it's the same thing over and over. Edna St. Vincent Millay one-thing-after-another one-thing Death devours all lovely things; Edna St. Vincent Millay lovely darkness death To what purpose, April, do you return again? Edna St. Vincent Millay return purpose spring let geese Edna St. Vincent Millay freedom hero air Tiresome heart, forever living and dying, Edna St. Vincent Millay swans air heart Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare. Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace, And lay them prone upon the earth and cease To ponder on themselves, the while they stare At nothing, intricately drawn nowhere. Edna St. Vincent Millay euclid earth peace 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 sad tears blow This have I known always: Love is no more than the wide blossom which the wind assails, than the great tide that treads the shifting shore, strewing fresh wreckage gathered in the gales; Pity me that the heart is slow to learn, that the swift mind beholds at every turn. Edna St. Vincent Millay sad heart love-is 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. Edna St. Vincent Millay pants hurt helping Death devours all lovely things. Edna St. Vincent Millay lovely-things lovely Beautiful as a dandelion-blossom golden in the green grass, this life can be. Edna St. Vincent Millay golden green beautiful O troubled forms, O early love unfortunate and hard, Edna St. Vincent Millay hard-times lovers jewels Marriage...one of the most civilized institutions in the world...But...swimming is one of the most wonderful of sports, and yet there are always some people who cannot swim who insist on going into the water and getting drowned. Many people spoil marriage in a like manner. One should be sure she knows how to be married before rushing into it. Edna St. Vincent Millay rushing swimming sports That is my being, the madness of an unaccustomed mood. Edna St. Vincent Millay madness mood A grave is such a quiet place. Edna St. Vincent Millay quiet-place graves quiet After the feet of beauty fly my own. Edna St. Vincent Millay my-own feet I hate people but I love gatherings. Edna St. Vincent Millay hate gathering people 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
