Maxioms by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Pity me that the heart is slow to learn What the swift mind beholds at every turn.
Pity me that the heart is slow to learn What the swift mind beholds at every turn.
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in read more
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.
My candle burns at both ends; it will not last the night; but ah, my foes, and oh, my friends read more
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!
Beauty is whatever gives joy.
Beauty is whatever gives joy.
I find it's as hard to live down an early triumph as an early indiscretion.
I find it's as hard to live down an early triumph as an early indiscretion.
