Sara Teasdale

“Beauty, more than bitterness, makes the heart break.”

“There's nothing half so real in life as the things you've done... inexorably, unalterably done.”

“Never fear the thing you feel-- Only by love is life made real”

“Let me remember you, soon will the winter be on us,Snow-hushed and heartless.”

“Call him wise whose actions, words, and steps are all a clear because to a clear why.”

“When I can look life in the eyes, grown calm and very coldly wise, life will have given me the truth, and taken in exchange - my youth.”

“Life has loveliness to sell, all beautiful and splendid things, blue waves whitened on a cliff, soaring fire that sways and sings, and children's faces looking up, holding wonder like a cup.”

“I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes.”

“No one worth possessing can be quite possessed.”

“Down the hill I went, and then,I forgot the ways of men,For night-scents, heady and damp and coolWakened ecstasy”

“A hush is over everything, Silent as women wait for love; The world is waiting for the spring.”

“I would not have a god come in To shield me suddenly from sin, And set my house of life to rights; Nor angels with bright burning wings Ordering my earthly thoughts and things; Rather my own frail guttering lights Wind blown and nearly beaten out; Rather the terror of the nights And long, sick groping after doubt; Rather be lost than let my soul Slip vaguely from my own control -- Of my own spirit let me be In sole though feeble mastery.”

“I found more joy in sorrow than you could find in joy.”

“Of my own spirit let me be in sole though feeble mastery.”

“From my spirit's gray defeat, From my pulse's flagging beat, From my hopes that turned to sand Sifting through my close-clenched hand, From my own fault's slavery, If I can sing, I still am free.For with my singing I can make A refuge for my spirit's sake, A house of shining words, to be My fragile immortality.”

“Wisdom is not acquired save as the result of investigation.”

“Child, child, love while you can The voice and the eyes and the soul of a man; Never fear though it break your heart-Out of the wound new joy will start; Only love proudly and gladly and well, Though love be heaven or love be hell.Child, child, love while you may, For life is short as a happy day; Never fear the thing you feel-Only by love is life made real; Love, for the deadly sins are seven, Only through love will you enter heaven.”

“What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring,That my songs do not show me at all?For they are a fragrance, and I am a flint and a fire,I am an answer, they are only a call”

“Oh who can tell the range of joy or set the bounds of beauty?”

“Stephen kissed me in the spring,Robin in the fall,But Colin only looked at meAnd never kissed at all.Stephen’s kiss was lost in jest,Robin’s lost in play,But the kiss in Colin’s eyesHaunts me night and day.”