Edna St. Vincent Millay

“EbbI know what my heart is likeSince your love died:It is like a hollow ledgeHolding a little poolLeft there by the tide,A little tepid pool,Drying inward from the edge.”

“My candle burns at both ends;It will not last the night;But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—It gives a lovely light!”

“After all, my erstwhile dear,My no longer cherished,Need we say it was not love,Just because it perished?”

“Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it. (in a letter written while she was in college)”

“That which has quelled me, lives with me, Accomplice in catastrophe.”

“Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.”