Thursday, November 09, 2006


The thought of today is regret. Things you have done. Things you have failed to do. And the consequence of it haunting you day after day.

I have loved badly, loved the great
Too soon, withdrawn my words too late;
And eaten in an echoing hall
Alone and from a chipped plate
The words that I withdrew too late.

~ Edna St. Vincent Millay

1 comment:

teabird said...

Who can express regret as delicately and also so sharply as Millay?