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I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still. I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.

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
I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.
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Fame Marriage Men
Does not Eternity appear dreadful to you. I often get to thinking of it and it seems so dark to me that I almost wish there was no Eternity. To think that we must forever live and never cease to be. It seems as if Death would be a relief to so endless a state of existence.
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Darkness Deep Existence Forever Thinking
Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.
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Fame Food
The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.
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Flower Myself Regret
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.
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Life Shine Writing
This is my letter to the world that never wrote to me.
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Compassion Myself World
The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.
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Fade Light Poet
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
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
The Heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care.
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Care Heart
Sunrise: day’s great progenitor.
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Beginning One Liner Sunrise
But a Book is only the Heart’s Portrait- every Page a Pulse.
EMILY DICKINSON

Body Book Heart
They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse.
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God Religious Spiritual
Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.
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Death Emotional Immortal Spiritual
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
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Life Memories Time

I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still. I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.

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I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still. I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.

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