Edna St. Vincent Millay Quotes

Water is always a support or a healing thing apart from, you know, love or peace of mind.

Step on the moist, pillowsoft earth, walking gingerly aside a weeping steam that calls your name, for it knows how to heal a wounded heart.

Take a course in good water and air; and in the eternal youth of Nature you may renew your own. Go quietly, alone; no harm will befall you.

Let others, worn with living / And living's aftermath, / Take Sleep to heal the heart's distress, / Take Love to be their comfortress, / Take Song or Food or Fancy Dress, / But I shall take a Bath.

At Blackwater Pond the tossed waters have settled after a night of rain. I dip my cupped hands. I drink a long time. It tastes like stone, leaves, fire. It falls cold into my body, waking the bones. I hear them deep inside me, whispering oh what is that beautiful thing that just happened?

Kauai is kind of my place where I go to get centered. It's always my place to come back and feel normal again.

It seems very safe to me to be surrounded by green growing things and water.

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.

Man does find in Nature deliverance from himself, oblivion of his past, with peace and purity!

With the coming of spring, I am calm again.

Looking out at the ocean, it's easy to feel small - and to imagine all your troubles, suddenly insignificant, slipping away. Earth's seven oceans seem vast and impenetrable, but a closer look tells another story.

I go to nature to be soothed and healed, and to have my senses put in order.

Going out there in the water, it feels as if there's nothing wrong with me.

I feel I've lived so long, and went through so much, that all I want is calm and rest.

Sometimes a game comes at just the right moment in your life. 'Flower' is beautiful, serene, and a bit of sunshine in a gloomy world. I remember going through a rough spot in my life and turning on 'Flower' for a little break in the day. You fly through luscious landscapes collecting petals and painting the world with life.

Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree.

Whenever I get fed up with life I love to go wandering in nature.

Bathtubs, pools, water - to me, it's a very essential part of being grounded and sensual and feeling yourself.

I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief... For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.

At tea time, all the noise, greed and aggressiveness of the '80s can be drowned out. For 45 minutes, anyway.

There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.

Under trees, the urban dweller might restore his troubled soul and find the blessing of a creative pause.

I like to escape to the beach and kind of ground myself whenever I can.

Once in a while, the universe lets you be free alone and in peace.