The longest absence is less perilous to love than the terrible trials of incessant proximity.
Edna St. Vincent Millayit may be said of me by Harper & Brothers, that although I reject their proposals, I welcome their advances.
Edna St. Vincent MillayTo be grown up is to sit at the table with people who have died, who neither listen nor speak.
Edna St. Vincent MillayFor my omniscience paid I toll In infinite remorse of soul. All sin was of my sinning, all Atoning mine, and mine the gall Of all regret. Mine was the weight Of every brooded wrong, the hate That stood behind each envious thrust, Mine every greed, mine every lust. And all the while for every grief, Each suffering, I craved relief With individual desire, – Craved all in vain! And felt fierce fire About a thousand people crawl; Perished with each, — then mourned for all!
Edna St. Vincent Millay