Edna St. Vincent Millay Thinking Quotations

We were so wholly one I had not thought That we could die apart. I had not thought That I could move,—and you be stiff and still! That I could speak,—and you perforce be dumb! I think our heart-strings were, like warp and woof In some firm fabric, woven in and out; Your golden filaments in fair design Across my duller fibre.

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

We think-although of course, now, we very seldom Clearly think- That the other side of War is Peace.

Please don't think me negligent or rude. I am both, in effect, of course, but please don't think me either.

I, being born a woman and distressed By all the needs and notions of my kind, Am urged by your propinquity to find Your person fair, and feel a certain zest To bear your body's weight upon my breast; So subtly is the fume of life designed, To clarify the pulse and cloud the mind, And leave me once again undone, possessed. Think not for this, however, the poor treason Of my stout blood against my staggering brain, I shall remember you with love, or season My scorn with pity, - let me make it plain: I find this frenzy insufficient reason For conversation when we meet again.

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.