“I feel that I am exceeding the speed limit. But I seldom skid, and when I do there is very little splash. Please give me some good advice in your next letter. I promise not to follow it.” —Poet Edna St. Vincent Millay (1892-1950), in a February 1913 letter to her mother and sisters, quoted in Ross Wetzsteon, Republic of Dreams: Greenwich Village: The American Bohemia, 1910-1960 (2007)
You do not Need Anyone’s Permission to Grow.
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