There’s a certain slant of light, On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.
EMILY DICKINSONForever – is composed of Nows – ‘Tis not a different time. Let Months dissolve in further Months – And Years – exhale in Years.
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I dwell in possibility.
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Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.
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Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
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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.
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The possible’s slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.
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Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times.
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We meet no Stranger, but Ourself.
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The things of which we want the proof are those we know the best.
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Wonder is not precisely knowing.
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Saying nothing; sometimes says the most.
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The Soul selects her own Society.
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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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Forever is composed of nows.
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It is easy to work when the soul is at play.
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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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