The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.
EMILY DICKINSONForever – is composed of Nows – ‘Tis not a different time. Let Months dissolve in further Months – And Years – exhale in Years.
More Emily Dickinson Quotes
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Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
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The Soul selects her own Society.
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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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The things of which we want the proof are those we know the best.
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The only Commandment I ever obeyed – ‘Consider the Lilies.
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This is my letter to the world that never wrote to me.
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Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.
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You left me boundaries of pain Capacious as the sea, Between eternity and time, Your consciousness and me.
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Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.
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Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
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Forever is composed of nows.
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The Heart wants what it wants – or else it does not care.
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Judge tenderly of me.
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I imagine therefore I belong and am free.
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I tasted life.
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