What did Edna St. Vincent Millay mean by: I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground. - Edna St. Vincent Millay Poet · USA Copy
+ Soar, eat ether, see what has never been seen; depart, be lost, but climb. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Adventure, Exploration, Transcendence, 0 - Edna St. Vincent Millay Poet · USA
+ I drank at every vine, the last was like the first. I came upon no wine so wonderful as thirst. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Appreciate, Thirst, Wine, 0 - Edna St. Vincent Millay Poet · USA
+ All my life, Following Care along the dusty road, Have I looked back on loveliness and sighed. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Care, Longing, 0 - Edna St. Vincent Millay Poet · USA
+ And all the loveliest things there be come simply, so it seems to me. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Perception, Simplicity, 0 - Edna St. Vincent Millay Poet · USA
+ Life isn’t one thing after another, it’s the same thing over and over. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Monotony, Perspective, Repetition, 0 - Edna St. Vincent Millay Poet · USA
+ Father, I beg of Thee a little task To dignify my days, ’tis all I ask. Feraz Zeid, December 14, 2023January 10, 2024, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Dignity, Father, 0 - Edna St. Vincent Millay Poet · USA
+ Not Truth, but Faith it is that keeps the world alive. Feraz Zeid, August 20, 2023December 12, 2023, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Alive, Truth, 0 - Edna St. Vincent Millay Poet · USA
+ I screamed, and–lo!–InfinityCame down and settled over me Feraz Zeid, October 14, 2023December 26, 2023, Edna St. Vincent Millay, Infinity, 0 - Edna St. Vincent Millay Poet · USA
Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking toward me, without hurrying. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter. - Jean Cocteau Artist · France
It is no more in our power to love always than it was not to love at all. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
The sweetest of all sounds is that of the voice of the woman we love. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Grief at the absence of a loved one is happiness compared to life with a person one hates. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
I paint self-portraits because I am so often alone, because I am the person I know best. - Frida Kahlo Painter · Mexico
If some persons died, and others did not die, death would be a terrible affliction. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
