Author of quotes: Edna St. Vincent Millay

I'm glad I paid so little attention to good advice; had I followed them, I could have avoided some of my most valuable mistakes.

The long separation threatens less love than the terrible test of constant proximity.

Will come again on this gloomy shore
And the cabin put in the water,
So algae is a sign of trouble
A little bit not reached my door,
So that disappeared the pain of my loss,
The Epiphany took her footprints.
Here are the thoughts clear and hard,
Only here perceive happiness in full measure.
Love from your eyes is gone instantly
I do not remember the tender words your lips;
A moment - and you will disappear together with what is perishable,
Polonaises, olenemata.
But all the same rocks in the riot foam
Will see where the youth lived.

A day or two on a rainy day
I was with you -
That's all for me
Life saved.
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A day or two on a rainy day
Words bitter hops...
Well you're in my heart,
Exactly bird's trill?..

Though warms my heart weasel friends
And not the best meeting I ever,
Jump up would be to train no matter what,
To leave - does it matter where!

From what loved you Wednesday,
What good does it do now?
Today is Thursday - don't love you anymore
That's the whole story.
And nothing you can complain about me
To your changeable rock.
After all, I loved you Wednesday,
What is the use?

Who you are is what I'm seeking
To you, do not sleep nights?
Why because of you and day
And night tears?
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There are people you were stronger than this
And, true, podobry:
Who you are-that you are one
Always in my heart?
The female mind is plain,
You just confirm...
Who am I that in love
For me the meaning is open?..

Never to heal this wound -
Its not death, not rage caused:
Love itself is decayed, faded,
The Beauty stopped breathing.
Now on this scorched clearing
The grass will not grow: will burn to the ground
The seeds to protect them I couldn't.
There, under the ground, my bitter suffering.

Pity me not because the light
When day has left the sky;
Pity me not because the trail
The former beauty from the fields and groves out of
Pity me not because the face
The moon faded, the wave tends to reverse;
Not because of the male passion - MiG
And I your love know.
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Pity me for that reason soon,
But the heart is unreasonable still.

Says it all. It is not necessary to continue.
Don't love you - it's been decided.
Your slave, in spite of everything,
I became. Captured my will is unbreakable
And that everyone is free to mock,
But the flour I will not give anyone!

Vows I'm not too sacred honor:
If you weren't so lovely, my favorite
With others I would find my dream
In the pursuit of elusive glory.
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My love, careless and free:
I'm wrong when you're correct.

To publish my book - it means voluntarily to go out in public without pants.

Perhaps
in a time of testing.
Pressed against the wall of bitter need,
Hunger
in captivity other desires
Forgetting the fire, can sacrifice you.
And the memory of the night exchanged
On bread Kues
peace will give love.
Everything is possible.
But, most importantly losing
I cease to be myself.

It is not true that life is one thing after another. Life is one trouble over another.