Emily Dickinson Quotes

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Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.

Emily Dickinson
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.

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.

Emily Dickinson
Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea Past the houses, past the headlands Into deep eternity! Bred as we, among the mountains Can the sailor understand The divine intoxication Of the first league out from land?

Emily Dickinson
There's a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons—
That oppresses like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes—

Emily Dickinson
The pedigree of honey
Does not concern the bee;
A clover, any time, to him
Is aristocracy.

Emily Dickinson
The Bustle in a House
The Morning after Death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon Earth—
The Sweeping up the Heart
And putting Love away
We shall not want to use again
Until Eternity.

Emily Dickinson
Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.

Emily Dickinson
A wounded deer leaps highest, I've heard the hunter tell; 'Tis but the ecstasy of death, And then the brake is still. The smitten rock that gushes, The trampled steel that springs,, A cheek is always redder Just where the hectic stings Mirth is mail of anguish, In which its cautious arm Lest anybody spy the blood And, you're hurt exclaim.

Emily Dickinson
Autumn begins to be inferred
By millinery of the cloud
Or deeper color in the shawl
That wraps the everlasting hill.

Emily Dickinson
Could Hope inspect her Basis
Her Craft were done —
Has a fictitious Charter
Or it has none — Balked in the vastest instance
But to renew —
Felled but by one assassin —
Prosperity —

Emily Dickinson
The Dying, is a trifle, past
But living, this include
The dying multifold—without
The Respite to be dead.

Emily Dickinson
Time is short and full, like an outgrown Frock.

Emily Dickinson
You remember my ideal cat has always a huge rat in its mouth, just going out of sight - though going out of sight in itself has a peculiar pleasure.

Emily Dickinson
It was not Death, for I stood up,
And all the Dead, lie down—

Emily Dickinson
Fame is a bee,
It has a song—
It has a sting—
Ah, too, it has a wing.

Emily Dickinson
LOOK back on time with kindly eyes, He doubtless did his best; How softly sinks his trembling sun In human nature's west!

Emily Dickinson
Need the wiser tell? If the Savants "Classify" them, It is just as well!

Emily Dickinson
An ear can break a human heart As quickly as a spear, We wish the ear had not a heart So dangerously near.

Emily Dickinson
To live is so startling, it leaves but little room for other occupations.

Emily Dickinson
The dandelion's pallid tube
Astonishes the grass,
And winter instantly becomes
An infinite alas.

Emily Dickinson
We turn not older with years, but newer every day.

Emily Dickinson
Some Days retired from the rest
In soft distinction lie,
The Day that a companion came—
Or was obliged to die.

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Since then — 'tis Centuries — and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity —

Emily Dickinson
An altered look about the hills;
A Tyrian light the village fills;
A wider sunrise in the dawn;
A deeper twilight on the lawn;
A print of a vermilion foot;
A purple finger on the slope;
A flippant fly upon the pane;
A spider at his trade again;
An added strut in chanticleer;
A flower expected everywhere...

Emily Dickinson