Sara Teasdale was an American lyrical poet. She is the total embodiment of a tortured soul who had a gift for artistic expression. She was born on August 8, 1884 in St. Louis, Missouri. She died at the age of 48 on January 29, 1933 in New York City.
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No one worth possessing Can be quite possessed. Go to Quote / Comment
I make the most of all that comes, And the least of all that goes. Go to Quote / Comment
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. Go to Quote / Comment
Then, like an old-time orator impressively he rose; I make the most of all that comes and the least of all that goes. Go to Quote / Comment
Beauty, more than bitterness Makes the heart break. Go to Quote / Comment