Enough Quote by Edna St. Vincent Millay Download Open image “O world, I cannot hold thee close enough!” — Edna St. Vincent Millay ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.1 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Enough Inspirational Thee World
For one man is my world of all the men this wide world holds; O love, my world is you. — Christina Rossetti Copy Share Image
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O Earth, that hast no voice, confide to me a voice! O harvest of my lands! O boundless summer growths! O lavish, brown, parturient… — Walt Whitman Copy Share Image
Ere I could make thee open thy white hand, and clap thyself my love; then didst thou utter, I am your's for ever! — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Go, poor devil, get thee gone! Why should I hurt thee? This world surely is wide enough to hold both thee and me. — Laurence Sterne Copy Share Image
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“I have kept thee long in waiting, dear Romuald, and thou mayst well have thought that I had forgotten thee. But I have come… — Théophile Gautier 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
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We find few historians who have been diligent enough in their search for truth; it is their common method to take on trust what… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
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The vast majority of organizations today have more than enough intelligence, experience and knowledge to be successful. What they lack is organizational health. — Patrick Lencioni Copy Share Image
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