My friends are my estate.
EMILY DICKINSON- People need hard times and oppression to develop psychic muscles.
EMILY DICKINSON
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People need hard times and oppression to develop psychic muscles.
More Emily Dickinson Quotes
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My friends are my estate.
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Where thou art, that is home.
EMILY DICKINSONWhere thou art, that is home.
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You left me boundaries of pain Capacious as the sea, Between eternity and time, Your consciousness and me.
EMILY DICKINSONYou left me boundaries of pain Capacious as the sea, Between eternity and time, Your consciousness and me.
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I’ll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, “That must have been the sun!
EMILY DICKINSONI’ll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, “That must have been the sun!
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The Soul selects her own Society.
EMILY DICKINSONThe Soul selects her own Society.
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Beauty is not caused. It is.
EMILY DICKINSONBeauty is not caused. It is.
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Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane.
EMILY DICKINSONPardon My Sanity In A World Insane.
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I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.
EMILY DICKINSONI know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.
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I have an appetite for silence.
EMILY DICKINSONI have an appetite for silence.
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The possible’s slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.
EMILY DICKINSONThe possible’s slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.
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PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there’s a word to lift your hat to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that’s the genius behind poetry.
EMILY DICKINSONPHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there’s a word to lift your hat to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that’s the genius behind poetry.
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The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more.
EMILY DICKINSONThe soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more.
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The things of which we want the proof are those we know the best.
EMILY DICKINSONThe things of which we want the proof are those we know the best.
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Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
EMILY DICKINSONUnable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
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Till I loved I never lived.
EMILY DICKINSONTill I loved I never lived.
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Whenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon.
EMILY DICKINSONWhenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon.
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