333 Quotes by Edna St. Vincent Millay

What should I be but just what I am?

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.

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

I would blossom if I were a rose.

What terrible fear causes Man to address the Void as Thou?

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

Music my rampart, and my only one.

So up I got in anger, And took a book I had, And put a ribbon on my hair To please a passing lad. And, "One thing there's no getting by -- I've been a wicked girl," said I; But if I can't be sorry, why, I might as well be glad!

Pour away despair and rinse the cup. Eat happiness like bread.