Emily Dickinson Quotes
Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops at all.
Anger as soon as fed is dead
Tis starving makes it fat.
Beauty is not caused. It is.
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.
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
The soul selects her own society,
Then shuts the door.
My friends are my estate.
Where thou art, that is home.
Forever is composed of nows.
That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
Saying nothing... sometimes says the most.
One need not be a chamber to be haunted;
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors surpassing
Material place.
Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door.
It is better to be the hammer than the anvil.
I dwell in possibility.
Dying is a wild night and a new road.
Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.
A wounded deer leaps the highest.
He ate and drank the precious Words, his Spirit grew robust;
He knew no more that he was poor, nor that his frame was Dust.
Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.
Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
My life closed twice before its' close-
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me. So huge, so hopeless to concieve As these that twice befell. Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell.
I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.
Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
I'm nobody, who are you?
I had no monarch in my life, and cannot rule myself; and when I try to organize, my little force explodes and leaves me bare and charred.
How do most people live without any thought? 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?
How lonely this world is growing, something so desolate creeps over the spirit and we don't know its name, and it won't go away.
We never know how high we are
Till we are called to rise;
And then, if we are true to plan,
Our statures touch the skies.
Pardon my Sanity in a world Insane.
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.
Hold dear to your parents for it is a scary and confusing world without them.
Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
The lovely flowers
embarrass me.
They make me regret
I am not a bee...
People need hard times and oppression to develop psychic muscles.
Truth is such a rare thing, it is delightful to tell it.
Till I loved I never lived.
We meet no Stranger, but Ourself.
Surgeons must be very careful
When they take the knife!
Underneath their fine incisions
Stirs the culprit... life!
Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.
Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.
Death is a Dialogue between.. the Spirit and the Dust.
A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day.
The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
How happy is the little stone
That rambles in the road alone,
And doesn't care about careers,
And exigencies never fears;
Whose coat of elemental brown
A passing universe put on;
And independent as the sun,
Associates or glows alone,
Fulfilling absolute decree
In casual simplicity.
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.
Fortune befriends the bold.
Nature, like us is sometimes caught
Without her diadem.
Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.
I don't profess to be profound; but I do lay claim to common sense.
Behavior is what a man does, not what he thinks, feels, or believes.
A mother is one to whom you hurry when you are troubled.
The past is not a package one can lay away.