Emily Dickinson Quotes

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

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
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
To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I They may take the trifle Termed mortality!

Emily Dickinson
How do most people live without any thoughts? There are many people in the world,—you must have noticed them in the street,—how do they live? How do they get strength to put on their clothes in the morning?

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
Immortal is an ample word
When what we need is by,
But when it leaves us for a time,
'T is a necessity. Of heaven above the firmest proof
We fundamental know,
Except for its marauding hand,
It had been heaven below.

Emily Dickinson
It 's such a little thing to weep,
So short a thing to sigh;
And yet by trades the size of these
We men and women die!

Emily Dickinson
Upon the gallows hung a wretch,
Too sullied for the hell
To which the law entitled him.
As nature's curtain fell
The one who bore him tottered in,
For this was woman's son.
'T was all I had, she stricken gasped;
Oh, what a livid boon!

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And neigh like Boanerges —
Then punctual as a Star
Stop—docile and omnipotent
At its own stable door—

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

Emily Dickinson
And when at Night - Our good Day done -
I guard My Master's Head -
'Tis better than the Eider Duck's
Deep Pillow - to have shared

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Though I than He - may longer live
He longer must - than I -
For I have but the power to kill,
Without - the power to die

Emily Dickinson
The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,-- And that's the skies!

Emily Dickinson
All things do go a-courting,
In earth, or sea, or air,
God hath made nothing single
But thee in His world so fair.

Emily Dickinson
You'll find it-when you try to die- The Easier to let go- For recollecting such as went- You could not spare-you know.

Emily Dickinson
Behold this little Bane- The Boon of all alive- As common as it is unknown The name of it is Love.

Emily Dickinson
And then I heard them lift a box, And creak across my soul With those same boots of lead, again, Then space began to toll.

Emily Dickinson
Besides the Autumn poets sing, A few prosaic days, A little this side of the snow, And that side of the Haze..., Grant me, Oh Lord, a sunny mind- Thy windy will to bear!

Emily Dickinson
The Pleading of the Summer - That other Prank - of Snow - That Cushions Mystery with Tulle, For fear the Squirrels - know.

Emily Dickinson
Speech is one symptom of affection; and silence one; the perfect communication is heard of none.

Emily Dickinson
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
When breath blew back,
And on the other side
I heard recede the disappointed tide!

Emily Dickinson
Angels in the early morning may be seen the dews among. Stooping, plucking, smiling, flying. Do the buds to them belong?

Emily Dickinson
We never know we go when we are going- We jest and shut the Door- Fate-following-behind us bolts it- And we accost no more-.

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Some Arrows slay but whom they strike - But this slew all but him - Who so appareled his Escape - Too trackless for a Tomb

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A Murmur in the Trees - to note - Not loud enough - for Wind - A Star - not far enough to seek - Nor near enough - to find

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A Deed knocks first at Thought And then - it knocks at Will - That is the manufacturing spot.

Emily Dickinson
To be alive is power; existence in itself; without a further function; omnipotence.

Emily Dickinson
Two Seasons, it is said, exist-
The Summer of the Just,
And this of Ours, diversified
With Prospect, and with Frost-

May not our Second with its First
So infinite compare
That We but recollect the one
The other to prefer?

Emily Dickinson
The abdication of Belief
Makes the Behavior small-
Better an ignis fatuus
Than no illume at all.

Emily Dickinson