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The past is not a package one can lay away.

Emily Dickinson

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
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
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Death Forever Love Sympathy
Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
EMILY DICKINSON

Inspirational Rare Truth
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.
EMILY DICKINSON

Happiness Necessary Smile
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
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Life Memories 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
Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.
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Encouragement Give Up Spiritual
Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
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Happiness Joy Life Live
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
Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times.
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Goodness Pleasure Times
I felt it shelter to speak to you.
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Comfortable Relationship Speak
Those who have not found the heaven below, will fail of it above.
EMILY DICKINSON

Failure Heaven
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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Book Fire Poetry Reading
I dwell in possibility.
EMILY DICKINSON

Inspirational One Liner Possible
There’s a certain slant of light, On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.
EMILY DICKINSON

Light Music Winter
To ignore or use silence is a cruel tool. Hence this quote: Silence is all we dread; there’s ransom in a voice; but silence is infinity.
EMILY DICKINSON

Ignorance Silence Voice

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