110+ Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes On Death, Poetic And Passionate

Edna St. Vincent Millay was an American poet and playwright. She was the first woman to receive the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1923. She was known for her lyrical and sensual poetry, and her most notable works include the collections A Few Figs from Thistles and Second April. Following is our collection on famous quotes by Edna St. Vincent Millay on life, death, love.

Top 10 Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes

1. 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.
2. 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.
3. 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.
4. 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!
5. 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!
6. Beautiful as a dandelion-blossom golden in the green grass, this life can be.
7. I will be the gladdest thing under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one.
8. 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
9. The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through.
10. There isn't a train I wouldn't take, no matter where it's going.

Edna St. Vincent Millay Short Quotes

• I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year.
• Beauty never slumbers; All is in her name; But the rose remembers The dust from which it came.
• Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, but climb.
• Ah, I could lay me down in this long grass And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind Blow over me
• And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky.
• I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind.
• God, I can push the grass apart and lay my finger on Thy heart.
• pity me that the heart is slow to learn what the swift mind beholds at every turn.
• let geese Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release From dusty bondage into luminous air.
• You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that.

Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes About Life

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

Beautiful as a dandelion-blossom, golden in the green grass, This life can be. Common as a dandelion-blossom, beautiful in the clean grass, not beautiful Because common, beautiful because beautiful, Noble because common, because free. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Beauty is whatever gives joy. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Life in itself / Is nothing, / An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs. / It is not enough that yearly, down this hill, / April / Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Cut if you will with sleep's dull knife, the years from off your life, my friend! the years that death takes off my life, he'll take from off the other end! — Edna St. Vincent Millay

It is not true that is one damn thing after another - it's one damn thing over and over again. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

All my life, Following Care along the dusty road, Have I looked back on loveliness and sighed. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Life isn't all beer and skittles; few of us have touched a skittle in years. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Although we sometimes did without a few of life's necessities, we rarely lacked for its luxuries. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes About Death

Death devours all lovely things. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Death devours all lovely things; Lesbia with her sparrow Shares the darkness--presently Every bed is narrow. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death; I am not on his pay-roll. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Blessed be Death, that cuts in marble What would have sunk to dust! — Edna St. Vincent Millay

How strange a thing is death, bringing to his knees, bringing to his antlers The buck in the snow . . . Life, looking out attentive from the eyes of the doe. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Life must go on, Though good men die. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes About Love

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

The fabric of my faithful love No power shall dim or ravel Whilst I stay here - but oh, my dear, If I should ever travel! — Edna St. Vincent Millay

I love humanity but I hate people. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

I have loved badly, loved the greatToo soon, withdrawn my words too late;And eaten in an echoing hallAlone and from a chipped plateThe words that I withdrew too late. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

If I love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday -- so much is true. — 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

Love is not all; it is not meat nor drink. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

I hate people but I love gatherings. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

It's not love's going hurts my days But that it went in little ways. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes About Passionate

I am not a tentative person. Whatever I do, I give up my whole self to it. — 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

But far, oh, far as passionate eye can reach, And long, ah, long as rapturous eye can cling, The world is mine: blue hill, still silver lake, Broad field, bright flower, and the long white road A gateless garden, and an open path: My feet to follow, and my heart to hold. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes About Night

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

Night falls fast. Today is in the past. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes About World

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

The world stands out on either side, No wider than the heart is wide. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Lord I do fear / Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Set the foot down with distrust on the crust of the world -- it is thin. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Set the foot down with distrust on the crust of the world - it is thin. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

O world, I cannot hold thee close enough! — 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. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Lord, I do fear Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year My soul is all but out of me-let fall No burning leaf; prithee, let no bird call. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Not truth, but faith, it is that keeps the world alive. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Edna St. Vincent Millay Famous Quotes And Sayings

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. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there. I will touch a hundred flowers And not pick one. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

The younger generation forms a country of its own. It has no geographical boundaries. I've talked with young Hungarians in Budapest, with young Italians in Rome, with young Frenchmen in Paris, and with young people all over. ... These young people are going to do things. They are going to change things. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

[on going to Sunday school:] It looks like rain, and I hope it will rain cats and dogs and hammers and pitchforks and silver sugar spoons and hay ricks and paper-covered novels and picture frames and rag carpets and toothpicks and skating rinks and birds of paradise and roof gardens and burdocks and French grammars before Sunday school time. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief or grief has drained me clean; Still it seems a pity No one saw,—it must have been Very pretty. — 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

Stranger, pause and look; From the dust of ages Lift this little book, Turn the tattered pages, Read me, do not let me die! Search the fading letters finding Steadfast in the broken binding All that once was I! — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Childhood Is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

I drank at every vine, the last was like the first. I came upon no wine so wonderful as thirst. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies. Nobody that matters, that is. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Euclid Alone Has Looked on Beauty Bare. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Oh, children, growing up to be Adventurers into sophistry, Forbear, forbear to be of those That read the rood to learn the rose. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

April comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers. — 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

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

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

Earth does not understand her child, Who from the loud gregarious town Returns, depleted and defiled, To the still woods, to fling him down. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

... but the rain Is full of ghosts tonight — 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

Without music I should wish to die. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

I saw and heard, and knew at last The How and Why of all things, past, and present, and forevermore. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

You wrote me a beautiful letter, I wonder if you meant it to be as beautiful as it was. I think you did; for somehow I know that your feeling for me, however slight it is, is of the nature of love... When you tell me to come, I will come, by the next train, just as I am. This is not meekness, be assured; I do not come naturally by meekness; know that it is a proud surrender to You. — 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

Pour away despair and rinse the cup. Eat happiness like bread. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public with his pants down. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

Let us not forget such words, and all they mean, as hatred, bitterness, and rancor greed, intolerance, bigotry; let us renew our faith and pledge to man, his right to be himself and free. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

The Englishman foxtrots as he fox-hunts, with all his being, through thickets, through ditches, over hedges, through chiffons, through waiters, over saxophones, to the victorious finish; and who goes home depends on how many the ambulance will accommodate. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

Oh, you mean I'm a homosexual! Of course I am, and heterosexual too, but what's that got to do with my headache? — Edna St. Vincent Millay

To be grown up is to sit at the table with people who have died, who neither listen nor speak. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Man has never been the same since God died. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Time can make soft that iron wood. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

SHE is neither pink nor pale, And she never will be all mine; She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine. She has more hair than she needs; In the sun ’tis a woe to me! And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading into the sea. She loves me all that she can, And her ways to my ways resign; But she was not made for any man, And she never will be all mine. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

I had a little sorrow, Born of a little sin. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

After the feet of beauty fly my own. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Dust in an urn long since, dispersed and dead Is great Apollo; and the happier he — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone; Yet many a man is making friends with death Even as I speak, for lack of love alone. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading into the sea. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

I know, but I do not approve. And I am not resigned. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

Not for the flag Of any land because myself was born there Will I give up my life. But I will love that land where man is free, And that will I defend. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

On and on eternally Shall your altered fluid run, Bud and bloom and go to seed; But your singing days are done — Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

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. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Life goes on forever like the gnawing of a mouse. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

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

A grave is such a quiet place. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Father, I beg of Thee a little task To dignify my days, 'tis all I ask. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart. I took your thrust, whereby I since am slain, And I lie disheveled in the grass apart, A sodden thing bedrenched by tears and rain. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

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. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

We think-although of course, now, we very seldom Clearly think- That the other side of War is Peace. — 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. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

I would blossom if I were a rose. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

What terrible fear causes Man to address the Void as Thou? — Edna St. Vincent Millay

There is no God. But it does not matter. Man is enough. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine. — 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. — Edna St. Vincent Millay

Life Lessons by Edna St. Vincent Millay

1. Edna St. Vincent Millay's life and work emphasize the importance of living life to the fullest and not being afraid to take risks. She also encourages readers to embrace their own individual identity and to never lose sight of their dreams and ambitions.
2. Millay's poetry often speaks of the beauty of nature and the importance of cherishing and appreciating the present moment. She also encourages readers to find joy and peace in the simple things in life.
3. Finally, Millay's work emphasizes the importance of resilience and perseverance in the face of adversity, and encourages readers to never give up on their goals and aspirations.