St Vincent Quotes

#1. In a really great way, you simultaneously try to take up as little and as much space as possible. - Author: St. Vincent

#2. Under my head till morning; but the rain, Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh, Upon the glass and listen for reply ... - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#3. Sweet love, sweet thorn, when lightly to my heart. I took your thrust, whereby I since am slain, And I lie disheveled in the grass apart, A sodden thing bedrenched by tears and rain. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#4. A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public eye with his pants down. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#5. And as it went my tortured soul
(...) That all about me swirled the dust.

Deep in the earth I rested now,
Cool is its hands upon the brow
And soft its breast beneath the head
Of one who is so gladly dead. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#6. I think in some ways, it can do a listener a disservice to explain a song. I think I'd rather leave a little room for people to put themselves in it. - Author: St. Vincent

#7. St. Vincent was far too clever to rely on physical violence when a few well-chosen words would skewer someone with a minimum of fuss. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#8. Oh but I'd pay anything to keep my conscience clean.I'm keeping my eyes on the the exit sign. Steady now. - Author: St. Vincent

#9. What should I be
but just what I am? - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#10. I've been so entwined with technology since I was about 15, recording myself and multitracking and producing things on my own. - Author: St. Vincent

#11. There isn't a train I wouldn't take, no matter where it's going. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#12. Fervor is a fire that makes things boil and grow hot, just as fire causes water to boil. It is, properly speaking, charity on fire, and that is what you should have because a Daughter without Charity is like a body without a soul. - Author: St. Vincent

#13. Into each dance must be packed the panic and ecstasy of her last moment of life, for underneath was death. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#14. Beautiful as a dandelion-blossom, golden in the green grass,
This life can be.
Common as a dandelion-blossom, beautiful in the clean grass, not beautiful
Because common, beautiful because beautiful,
Noble because common, because free. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#15. Ah, I could lay me down in this long grass
And close my eyes, and let the quiet wind
Blow over me - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#16. So come on out, my dear old sweet Sister, - & we'll open our oysters together. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#17. Go to the poor there you will find God. - Author: St. Vincent

#18. His golden-amber hair seemed to absorb the sunlight. His coloring was unquestionably Anglo-Saxon, but the dramatic lines of his cheekbones, angled at a rather tigerish slant, and the sensuous fullness of his wide mouth gave him a singularly exotic appeal. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#19. Unlike most people, I kept my mouth shut about the man I was living with. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#20. After the feet of beauty fly my own. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#21. Let geese
Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release
From dusty bondage into luminous air. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#22. Who should I send for now?"
Using the last of his strength, Sebastian managed to drag her hand up to his mouth. "You," he whispered, holding her fingers to his lips. "Just you. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#23. Relaxing me from head to feet
Love masters me, the bitter sweet
O'er thy limbs breathing;
Yea, Eros now, the god born blind
Sweeps my soul like the mountain wind
Through the oaks seething. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#24. If Edna St. Vincent Millay was right and childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies, then my childhood ended when I was fifteen. - Author: Katja Millay

#25. Earth does not understand her child,
Who from the loud gregarious town
Returns, depleted and defiled,
To the still woods, to fling him down. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#26. To be honest, because there's loud music in my ears probably three hours a day, between sound check and the show, I listen to podcasts more than I listen to music on the road. - Author: St. Vincent

#27. So up I got in anger, And took a book I had, And put a ribbon on my hair To please a passing lad. And, "One thing there's no getting by
I've been a wicked girl," said I; But if I can't be sorry, why, I might as well be glad! - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#28. If I love you Wednesday, What is that to you? I do not love you Thursday - so much is true. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#29. Her lawn looks like a meadow, And if she mows the place She leaves the clover standing And the Queen Anne's Lace. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#30. I am waylaid by beauty. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#31. Over these things I could not see;
These were the things that bounded me;
And I could touch them with my hand,
Almost, I thought, from where I stand.
And all at once things seemed so small
My breath came short, and scarce at all. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#32. Time can make soft that iron wood. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#33. While Jesus is saving, I'm spending all my daysin backgrounds and landscapes with the languages of saints.While people are spinning like toys on Christmas day,I'm inside a still life with the other absentee. - Author: St. Vincent

#34. The younger generation forms a country of its own. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#35. A grave is such a quiet place. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#36. Leaden trumpets spit the soot of power they sayI'm on your side when nobody is, cause nobody is.Come sit right here and sleep while I slip poison in your ear - Author: St. Vincent

#37. He's not going to die, you know. It's only nice, saintly people who suffer untimely deaths." She gave a quiet laugh. "Whereas selfish bastards like St. Vincent live to torment other people for decades. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#38. I'm unqualified to do anything other than music. - Author: St. Vincent

#39. Beauty in all things-no, we cannot hope for that; but some place set apart for it. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#40. I only listen to my own music when I'm playing an hour-and-half set each night. I don't put it on recreationally. - Author: St. Vincent

#41. Man has never been the same since God died. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#42. Life in itself Is nothing, An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#43. To be grown up is to sit at the table with people who have died, who neither listen nor speak ... - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#44. Heap not on this mound roses that she loved so well; why bewilder her with roses that she cannot see or smell. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#45. When I can make Of ten small words a rope to hang the world! I had you and I have you now no more. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#46. Extend your mercy towards others, so that there can be no one in need whom you meet without helping. For what hope is there for us if God should withdraw His Mercy from us? - Author: St. Vincent

#47. Cam has been an outsider for his entire life. Even when he lived with the Rom. I think he's always secretly hoped he could someday find a place where he would belong. But until he met you, it didn't occur to him that it might not be a place he was looking for, but a person. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#48. The Englishman foxtrots as he fox-hunts, with all his being, through thickets, through ditches, over hedges, through chiffons, through waiters, over saxophones, to the victorious finish; and who goes home depends on how many the ambulance will accommodate. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#49. You see, I am a poet, and not quite right in the head, darling. It's only that. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#50. All night there isn't a train goes by,
Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming,
But I see its cinders red on the sky,
And hear its engine steaming. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#51. The soul can split the sky in two and let the face of God shine through. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#52. Avoid the profane novelty of words, St. Paul says (I Timothy 6:20) ... For if novelty is to be avoided, antiquity is to be held tight to; and if novelty is profane, antiquity is sacred. - Author: Vincent Of Lerins

#53. We are all ruled in what we do by impulses; and these impulses are so organized that our actions in general serve for our self preservation and that of the race. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#54. Lost in Hell,-Persephone,
Take her head upon your knee;
Say to her, My dear, my dear,
It is not so dreadful here. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#55. For a few seconds, I thought I might actually cry. That was so unlike me, I wasn't sure how to respond. Bronwyn Alessia St. Vincent Clare didn't get sad. She got mad. Or better, she got even. - Author: Jennifer Lynn Barnes

#56. Set the foot down with distrust on the crust of the world - it is thin. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#57. [L]ife isn't one thing after another, it's the same thing over and over - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#58. Stranger, pause and look; From the dust of ages Lift this little book, Turn the tattered pages, Read me, do not let me die! Search the fading letters finding Steadfast in the broken binding All that once was I! - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#59. Oh, you mean I'm a homosexual! Of course I am, and heterosexual too, but what's that got to do with my headache? - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#60. You are loved. If so, what else matters? - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#61. Well, I've been recording myself on a computer since I was about 13 or 14. So it's completely entwined with my creative process. Essentially, it allows you to make music that's better and smarter than you are, by using your ears to lead the way. - Author: St. Vincent

#62. Let us not forget such words, and all they mean, as hatred, bitterness, and rancor greed, intolerance, bigotry; let us renew our faith and pledge to man, his right to be himself and free. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#63. Outpouring of affection for God, of resting in his presence, of good feelings towards everyone and sentiments and prayers like theseare suspect if they do not express themselves in practical love which has real effects. - Author: St. Vincent

#64. Please don't think me negligent or rude. I am both, in effect, of course, but please don't think me either. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#65. Gasping, St. Vincent lifted his head to stare at her as if she were a variety of creature he had never seen before. "Good Lord," he whispered, his expression not one of gratification, but of something close to alarm. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#66. In the Catholic Worker we must try to have the voluntary poverty of St. Francis, the charity of St. Vincent de Paul, the intellectual approach of St. Dominic, the easy conversations about things that matter of St. Philip Neri, the manual labor of St. Benedict. - Author: Peter Maurin

#67. Heart, have no pity on this house of bone:
Shake it with dancing, break it down with joy. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#68. It's not true that life is one damn thing after another; it's one damn thing over and over. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#69. But the roaring of the fire,
And the warmth of fur,
And the boiling of the kettle
Were beautiful to her! - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#70. The young are so old, they are born with their fingers crossed. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#71. The sun that warmed our stooping backs and withered the weed
uprooted-
We shall not feel it again.
We shall die in darkness, and be buried in the rain. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#72. The breath of dying lilies haunted the twilight air. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#73. I felt his gaze, I heard his moan,
And knew his hunger as my own. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#74. But you were something more than young and sweet
And fair, - and the long year remembers you. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#75. On and on eternally
Shall your altered fluid run,
Bud and bloom and go to seed;
But your singing days are done - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#76. I'm not the marrying kind -"
St. Vincent snorted. "No man is. Marriage is a female invention. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#77. Whirlyball is only the most awesome sport on the planet! It's like bumper cars plus lacrosse meets basketball. - Author: St. Vincent

#78. Youth, have no pity; leave no farthing here For age to invest in compromise and fear. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#79. Pity me that the heart is slow to learn
What the swift mind beholds at every turn. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#80. Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#81. But the rain Is full of ghosts tonight - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#82. What can I give for
Your knowledge
Of when to expand
And when to contract -
This instructed, more academic college
Of when to act? - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#83. A slow smile had curved St. Vincent's lips. 'Wives are a different case altogether. They require a great deal of effort but the rewards are substantial. I highly recommend wives. Especially one's own. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#84. What a ferocious creature you are," St. Vincent said, laughing. "I pity Westcliff if he crosses you again. In fact, I think I should warn him ... - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#85. However great the work that God may achieve by an individual, he must not indulge in self-satisfaction. He ought rather to be all the more humbled, seeing himself merely as a tool which God has made use of. - Author: St. Vincent

#86. It's impossible," he snapped.
"Why?"
"Because I'm Sebastian, Lord St. Vincent. I can't be celibate. Everyone knows that. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#87. I love humanity but I hate people. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#88. I know I am but summer to your heart, and not the full four seasons of the year. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#89. I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death; I am not on his pay-roll. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#90. Oh, friend, forget not, when you fain would note
In me a beauty that was never mine,
How first you knew me in a book I wrote,
How first you loved me for a written line ... - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#91. It's not love's going hurts my days
But that it went in little ways. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#92. I think human beings have a really broad spectrum of traits, and I almost feel implicated when we say, 'Men are like this, women are like this.' Nobody was telling me, 'Don't get dirty, don't play in the mud, girls don't do that.' - Author: St. Vincent

#93. Well ... I'm a wicked man who can, on occasion, be just a bit nice. And I've been searching for a nice girl who can, on occasion, be just a bit wicked.
-St. Vincent - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#94. I've always wanted to make music like people write plays, so I was inspired by writers as much as musicians. - Author: St. Vincent

#95. I think a lot of people who want to be musicians terrify their parents because they don't have a living example of it in their families, and I did. So I always knew that it was possible. - Author: St. Vincent

#96. Catch from the board of beauty/ Such careless crumbs as fall. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#97. And all the loveliest things there be come simply, so it seems to me. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay

#98. Go to hell," Sebastian muttered. "No doubt that was what you came to tell me tonight. If so, you're about a month too late."
"That was my intention," Westcliff admitted. "Now, however, I've decided to stay and have a snifter of brandy while you tell me what in God's name you're doing. - Author: Lisa Kleypas

#99. Lord, help me to make time today to serve you in those who are most in need of encouragement or assistance. - Author: St. Vincent

#100. 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. - Author: Edna St. Vincent Millay