That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
EMILY DICKINSONThat it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
EMILY DICKINSONFriends are nations in themselves.
EMILY DICKINSONDoes 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.
EMILY DICKINSONThe poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.
EMILY DICKINSONOpinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun – if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.
EMILY DICKINSONSunrise: day’s great progenitor.
EMILY DICKINSONOne step at a time is all it takes to get you there.
EMILY DICKINSONFame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.
EMILY DICKINSONThat love is all there is, Is all we know of love.
EMILY DICKINSONHope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.
EMILY DICKINSONOpen 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.
EMILY DICKINSONTo be alive-is Power.
EMILY DICKINSONPHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there’s a word to lift your hat to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that’s the genius behind poetry.
EMILY DICKINSONI am out with lanterns, looking for myself.
EMILY DICKINSONThe Heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care.
EMILY DICKINSONLove is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
EMILY DICKINSON