"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"

"I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year."

"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."

"Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it."

"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."

"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!"

"Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely."

"I am glad that I paid so little attention to good advice; had I abided by it I might have been saved from some of my most valuable mistakes."

"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."

"After all my erstwhile dear, my no longer cherished; Need we say it was not love, just because it perished?"

"I will be the gladdest thing under the sun! I will touch a hundred flowers and not pick one."

"It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it's one damn thing over and over."

"I love humanity but I hate people."

"You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It’s only that."

"What should I be but just what I am?"

"Pity me that the heart is slow to learn What the swift mind beholds at every turn."

"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."

"Ebb 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."

"Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, but climb."

"There is no shelter in you anywhere."

"The longest absence is less perilous to love than the terrible trials of incessant proximity."

"Lost in Hell,-Persephone, Take her head upon your knee; Say to her, "My dear, my dear, It is not so dreadful here."

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

"Music, my rampart and my only one."

"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."

"She is happy where she lies With the dust upon her eyes."

"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."

"Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it. (in a letter written while she was in college)"

"You are loved. If so, what else matters?"

"Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind; Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave. I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned."

"There is no God. But it does not matter. Man is enough."

"The heart can push the sea and land Farther away on either hand; The soul can split the sky in two, And let the face of God shine through."

"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."

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

"I would blossom if I were a rose."

"A Poem from Edna St. Vincent Millay: Grown-up Was it for this I uttered prayers, And sobbed and cursed and kicked the stairs, That now, domestic as a plate, I should retire at half-past eight?"

"Life must go on; I forget just why."

"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."

"And must I then, indeed, Pain, live with you all through my life?-sharing my fire, my bed, Sharing-oh, worst of all things!-the same head?- And, when I feed myself, feeding you too?"

"Night falls fast. Today is in the past."

"That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe."

"Guess I'll weep awhile. Guess I won't, I mean."

"Cruel of heart, lay down my song. Your reading eyes have done me wrong. Not for you was the pen bitten, And the mind wrung, and the song written."

"Second Fig Safe upon the solid rock the ugly houses stand: Come and see my shining palace built upon the sand!"

"I do not think there is a woman in whom the roots of passion shoot deeper than in me."

"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."

"I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind..."

"Childhood Is the Kingdom Where Nobody Dies."

"I dread no more the first white in my hair, Or even age itself, the easy shoe, The cane, the wrinkled hands, the special chair: Time, doing this to me, may alter too My anguish, into something I can bear"

"And he whose soul is flat -- the sky Will cave in on him by and by."