Longing Quote by Edna St. Vincent Millay Download Open image “Longing alone is singer to the lute.” — Edna St. Vincent Millay ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Longing Nostalgia Singers
Sang in tones of deep emotion Songs of love and songs of longing. — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
“Songs of longing! And they will resound in my letters, just as they always have, sometimes loudly and sometimes secretly so that you alone… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Longing, for everyone, is always there, isn't it? More intense at some times than others. You get closer to less longing - an odd… — Susan Minot Copy Share Image
The restlessness and the longing, like the longing that is in the whistle of a faraway train. Except that the longing isn't really in… — Meindert DeJong Copy Share Image
There are a hundred places where I fear To go, --so with his memory they brim! And entering with relief some quiet place Where… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
The first rose on my rose-tree Budded, bloomed, and shattered, During sad days when to me Nothing mattered. Grief or grief has drained me… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
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… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“And you as well must die, beloved dust, And all your beauty stand you in no stead; This flawless, vital hand, this perfect head,… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Oh, children, growing up to be Adventurers into sophistry, Forbear, forbear to be of those That read the rood to learn the rose. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
Some of us have been thinking and talking too long without doing anything. Poems are perfect; picketing, sometimes, is better. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
“But, sure, the sky is big, I said; Miles and miles above my head; So here upon my back I'll lie And look my… — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
pity me that the heart is slow to learn what the swift mind beholds at every turn. — Edna St. Vincent Millay Copy Share Image
At the centre of the human heart is the longing for an absolute good, a longing which is always there and is never appeased… — Simone Weil Copy Share Image
Sometimes it has to do with other longings that are much more existential. Sometimes you go elsewhere not because you are not liking the… — Esther Perel Copy Share Image
Tireless passion, fierce jealousy, longing to possess and crush-these alone were left of all his love for Rosalind; these remained to him as payment… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The artist's experience lies so unbelievably close to the sexual, to its pain and its pleasure, that the two phenomena are really just different… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
“My only enemy is the miles of distance that's there between us, my favorite place is the road that leads me to you -… — Jyoti Patel Copy Share Image
The sense that in this universe we are treated as strangers, the longing to be acknowledged, to meet with some response, to bridge some… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
By the time they were pulling into the parking lot of the A&P, the mood was fading, the moment gone. Amy could feel it… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
But I still has enough longing for that concept that I didn't want to dispel it completely. Meaning: I didn't want to tell Lily… — David Levithan Copy Share Image
“And how do you really feel? Like I'll never recover. Like I'll never draw another breath without half of it being a wish for… — Jane Seville Copy Share Image
The future teachers I try to recruit are those show have refused to let themselves be neutered in this way, either in their private… — Jonathan Kozol Copy Share Image
The greatest tales, well told, awaken the fears and longings of the listeners. Each man hears a different story. Each is touched by it… — Juliet Marillier Copy Share Image
