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Emily Dickinson

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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Inspirational Life Love Stop
There’s a certain slant of light, On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.
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Light Music Winter
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
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Life Memories Time
Forever – is composed of Nows – ‘Tis not a different time. Let Months dissolve in further Months – And Years – exhale in Years.
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Different Forever Time
Open your life wide, and take me in forever. I will never be tired-I will never be noisy when you want to be still…nobody else will see me, but you-but that is enough-I shall not want any more.
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Forever Tired Valentine's Day
That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
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Inspirational Life Sweet
I felt it shelter to speak to you.
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Comfortable Relationship Speak
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
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Death Forever Love Sympathy
They might not need me; but they might. I’ll let my head be just in sight; a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity.
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Happiness Necessary Smile
Opinion is a flitting thing But Truth outlasts the Sun.
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Opinion Sun Truth
The things of which we want the proof are those we know the best.
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Deep Evidence
To be alive-is Power.
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Alive One Liner Power
One step at a time is all it takes to get you there.
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One Liner Time Yourself
The sailor cannot see the north / but knows the needle can.
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Deep Path See
Judge tenderly of me.
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Judgement Myself One Liner
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
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Alone Literature Tragedy

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