Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
EMILY DICKINSONThere’s a certain slant of light, On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.
More Emily Dickinson Quotes
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The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.
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If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.
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Where thou art, that is home.
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A wounded deer leaps the highest.
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I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.
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The past is not a package one can lay away.
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Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.
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The possible’s slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.
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Till I loved I never lived.
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Celebrity is the chastisement of merit and the punishment of talent.
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Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times.
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Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.
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Whenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon.
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Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
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