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A power of Butterfly must be -
The Aptitude to fly
Meadows of Majesty concedes
And easy Sweeps of Sky -


Emily Dickinson

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With the wings of love, fly
in the imaginative and joyful blue sky.
DEBASISH MRIDHA There is freedom waiting for you,
On the breezes of the sky,
And you ask "What if I fall?"...
ERIN HANSON The idea was women on boats. Lifeline Cruises pitched itself to women seeking adventure, whether a d...
DANIEL HANDLER Falling from the sky like the rain,
And I fly and sing like the little birds...,
Movemen...
ANA CLAUDIA ANTUNES The Brain - is wider than the Sky -
For - put them side by side -
The one the other will c...
EMILY DICKINSON to be a poet means
to live
with a permanent wound

forever
susceptible SANOBER KHAN You may build sky scrapers
Mutate leather thick skin
There is a higher power however
...
EVY MICHAELS Dream big, Dream to fly..
Let your zeal speak for you!
Work passionately,
And smile...
SOMYA KEDIA Before you came,
things were as they should be:
the sky was the dead-end of sight,
th...
FAIZ AHMAD FAIZ A sky
full
of stars
and he
was staring
at her.

—ATTICUS
ATTICUS POETRY A speck of ire can
blaze a fire; the fate of war can
be sealed with a dart,
a butterf...
SOMALI K CHAKRABARTI VISION OF A WISARD

How many of you wish to be Wizards when you grow old?
How many of...
NATAšA NUIT PANTOVIć The real flight of this hawk is impending.

Still,this bird is yet to be tested for real.<...
ARUNIMA SINHA representation
is vital
otherwise the butterfly
surrounded by a group of moths
u...
RUPI KAUR A thing resounds when it rings true,
Ringing all the bells inside of you,
Like a golden sk...
ANDREW PETERSON Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky;
The dew shall wee...
GEORGE HERBERT Fly
the kites
of your soul,
let
your spirit
soar.
A STARRY EYED APRIL It's not enough to have the feathers.

You must dare to fly!
CASS VAN KRAH It's not enough to have the feathers.

You must dare to fly!
CASS VAN KRAH As you walk through forests
or the meadows of your mind,
Stop and talk to those you fear STEPHEN COSGROVE How to Write a Poem

Catch the air
around the butterfly.
KATERINA STOYKOVA KLEMER To hear never-heard sounds,
To see never-seen colors and shapes,
To try to understand th...
DEJAN STOJANOVIC Fare well we call to hearth and hall
Though wind may blow and rain may fall
We must away e...
J.R.R. TOLKIEN Easter blessings
All life’s sacrifices like autumn leaves
awaken our senses
and pow...
RAMON RAVENSWOOD Men who for truth and honor's sake
Stand fast and suffer long.
Brave men who work while other...
RALPH WALDO EMERSON Butterfly.
What a beautiful word
What a delicate creature.
Delicate like the cruel wo...
COLLEEN HOOVER It's not easy, but do it anyway

It's not easy to love,
when you get resentment in re...
HENNA SOHAIL It's not easy, but do it anyway

It's not easy to love,
when you get resentment in re...
HENNA SOHAIL These are all direct quotes, except every time they use a curse word, I'm going to use the name of a...
JOHN GREEN Little Fly
Thy summers play,
My thoughtless hand
Has brush'd away.

Am not ...
WILLIAM BLAKE I am filled time and again
with a heart-aching wonder
when I think

of the fire...
SANOBER KHAN The quality of mercy is not strain'd,
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the ...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Butterfly Kisses

Aged imperfections
stitched upon my face
years and years of wi...
MUSE Thou hast power only to act not over the result thereof. Act thou therefore without prospect of the ...
BHAGAVAD GITA The quality of mercy is not strained.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the ...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Some readers may be disturbed that I wrote 'The Secret Life of Emily Dickinson' in Emily'...
JEROME CHARYN The crown of terror past
The shell inside still lasts
The item you seek, a toy of the weak...
SHANNON HALE (...) ha! what is hope? a butterfly in a box

of demons, and nothing escapes the dark
MOONSHINE NOIRE Last night
the rain
spoke to me
slowly, saying,
what joy
to come falling MARY OLIVER The quality of mercy is not strain'd,
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the pla...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE The quality of mercy is not strain'd,
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the pl...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE To harden the earth
the rocks took charge:
instantly
they grew wings:
the rocks<...
PABLO NERUDA a flower knows, when its butterfly will return,
and if the moon walks out, the sky will unders...
SANOBER KHAN Dividing earth and sky
is not the right way
to think about this wholeness.
It only al...
WISłAWA SZYMBORSKA hark, now hear the sailors cry,
smell the sea, and feel the sky
let your soul & spir...
VAN MORRISON His Majesty needs a can-I girl anyway. And I'm not it."
"A can-I girl?" Andrea frowned.
<...
ILONA ANDREWS Tell a wise person, or else keep silent,
because the mass man will mock it right away.
I p...
JOHANN WOLFGANG VON GOETHE The way of love is not
a subtle argument.

The door there
is devastation. RUMI Aptitude without Attitude is Blind;
Attitude without Aptitude is Lame.
RICHARD MARCEL I. Fly Generation

We stand tall, we stand proud, we are the ‘fly’ generation
We thi...
SAAHIL PREM If the radiance of a thousand suns
Were to burst at once into the sky
That would be like the s...
BHAGAVAD GITA If the radiance of a thousand suns
Were to burst at once into the sky
That would be like the s...
HINDU SPIRITUAL I saw the spiders marching through the air,
Swimming from tree to tree that mildewed day
I...
ROBERT LOWELL I Name you Echthroi. I Name you Meg.
I Name you Calvin.
I Name you Mr. Jenkins.
I Nam...
MADELEINE L'ENGLE Folded in my arms you're a butterfly in reverse
you're giving up your wings and inheriting my c...
MAGGIE STIEFVATER How does one become butterfly?' Pooh asked pensively.
'You must want to fly so much that you ar...
A.A. MILNE Thick is the darkness--
Sunward, O, sunward!
Rough is the highway--
Onward, still o...
WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY If the radiance of a thousand suns
Were to burst at once into the sky
That would be like t...
J. ROBERT OPPENHEIMER MY EFFORTS FAIL I DON'T CRY,
EVEN I CAN'T CATCH DREAMS SKY,
I DIDN'T GIVE UP N ALWAYS TRY,...
MERLIN8THOMAS Break out to go out
___________________

The birds dare to break the egg shell
I...
ISRAELMORE AYIVOR Listen, we’ll come visit you. Okay? I’ll dress up as William Shakespeare, Lucent as Emily Dickin...
TIM CUMMINGS The wind sings of our nostalgia
and the starry sky ignores our dreams.
Each snow flake is...
MARGOT BICKEL People want you to be happy.
Don't keep serving them your pain!

If you could untie y...
JALALUDDIN MEVLANA RUMI If there comes a little thaw,
Still the air is chill and raw,
Here and there a patch of sn...
CHRISTOPHER PEARCE CRANCH April's air stirs in
Willow-leaves...a butterfly
Floats and balances
BASHō MATSUO A fallen blossom
returning to the bough, I thought --
But no, a butterfly.
ARAKIDA MORITAKE Smile though your heart is aching
Smile, even though it's breaking
When there are clouds, i...
JUDY GARLAND When the great universe was wrought
To might and majesty from naught,
The all creative force...
ELLA WHEELER WILCOX Him the Almighty Power
Hurled headlong naming from the ethereal sky,
With hideous ruin a...
JOHN MILTON Eaters of Wonder Bread
Must be underbred.
So little to eat.
Where's the wheat?
ROY BLOUNT JR. Last night I had a revelation
Somehow I have to make you pay
It's all about manipulation
RED DELICIOUS So if you care to find me/
Look to the western sky/
As someone told me lately/
Everyo...
STEPHEN SCHWARTZ Calligraphy of geese
against the sky-
the moon seals it.
YOSA BUSON The sun was shining on the sea,
Shining with all his might:
He did his very best to make...
LEWIS CARROLL Let her go!" That was a new voice, young but full of authority. ... There was Prince Maxon.
......
KIERA CASS If you put a spoonful of salt
in a cup of water
it tastes very salty.
If you put a sp...
JACK KORNFIELD The butterfly is a flying flower,
The flower a tethered butterfly.
PONCE DENIS ÉCOUCHARD LEBRUN Come, butterfly
It's late-
We've miles to go together.
BASHō MATSUO Thinking of you, wherever you are
We pray for our sorrows to end,
and hope that our hearts...
SQUARE ENIX Sydney, I'm so happy to see you again. If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know. And...
RICHELLE MEAD Dream Song of Thunders:

Sometimes
I go about pitying
Myself,
While I am...
FRANCES DENSMORE Babbage's Three Laws of Difference Engines

First Law: A difference engine must have at le...
GIDEON DEFOE The first rule of Evernight is that any vampire who seeks sanctuary must be given a place."
CLAUDIA GRAY The earth mother
Loves circles to complete —
So all aspects of life
must be lived
NEIL MACH Journey to the end of day,
Come the fire-fly,
Come the moon;
Say a prayer for God'...
CLIVE BARKER SUN, MOON, AND STARRY SKY

Early summer evenings, when the first stars come out, the warm ...
VERA NAZARIAN My soul
must reach
into the clouds
and touch
the beauty
of madness.
MELODY LEE A song she heard
Of cold that gathers
Like winter's tongue
Among the shadows
It ...
ROBERT FANNEY AESTHETICS OF INTEGRITY

For every star in the sky
Someone is holding his ground.
KENNETH KOCH Because like the depths of the ocean that calls you home, you will never be easy.

But dar...
JEANETTE LEBLANC And that must end us, that must be our cure:
To be no more. Sad cure! For who would lose,
...
JOHN MILTON Let my toes teach the shore
how to feel a tranquil life
through the wetness of sands
MUNIA KHAN I found a night’s sky full of stars
In your cinematic eyes
And heard a symphony
In ...
JUSTIN WETCH Words

Be careful of words,
even the miraculous ones.
For the miraculous ...
ANNE SEXTON My liege, and madam, to expostulate
What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night...
WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE Power


Living in the earth-deposits of our history

Today a backhoe divul...
ADRIENNE RICH The troubles of our proud and angry dust
Are from eternity, and shall not fail.
Bear them we...
A.E. HOUSMAN Thousands of cars and a million guitars
Screaming with power in the air!
We've found the p...
ROB HALFORD She is like a butterfly,
Beautiful to look at
But hard to catch.
NIKKI ROWE All at once
A fresher wind sweeps by, and breaks my dream,
And I am in the wilderness alone.
WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT

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I had no portrait, now, but am small, like the wren; and my hair is bold, like the chestnut bur; and...
EMILY DICKINSON Saying nothing... sometimes says the most.
EMILY DICKINSON Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
EMILY DICKINSON My friends are my estate.
EMILY DICKINSON They might not need me; but they might. I'll let my head be just in sight; a smile as small as m...
EMILY DICKINSON I have a brother and sister; my mother does not care for thought, and father, too busy with his brie...
EMILY DICKINSON Nature is our eldest mother; she will do no harm.
EMILY DICKINSON Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves a...
EMILY DICKINSON I'm nobody, who are you?
EMILY DICKINSON A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day.
EMILY DICKINSON Whenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon.
EMILY DICKINSON I dwell in possibility.
EMILY DICKINSON A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend...
EMILY DICKINSON Sisters are brittle things. God was penurious with me, which makes me shrewd with Him. One is a dain...
EMILY DICKINSON How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
EMILY DICKINSON Hope is a strange invention-- A Patent of the Heart-- In unremitting action Yet never wearing out.
EMILY DICKINSON Will you tell me my fault, frankly as to yourself, for I had rather wince, than die. Men do not call...
EMILY DICKINSON Faith is a fine invention For gentlemen who see; But Microscopes are prudent In an emerg...
EMILY DICKINSON One need not be a chamber to be haunted.
EMILY DICKINSON Forever is composed of nows.
EMILY DICKINSON I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there ’s a pair of us—don’t tel...
EMILY DICKINSON Celebrity is the chastisement of merit and the punishment of talent.
EMILY DICKINSON Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the ...
EMILY DICKINSON This is my letter to the world
That never wrote to me
EMILY DICKINSON The Brain is wider than the sky-.
EMILY DICKINSON Nature, like us is sometimes caught without her diadem.
EMILY DICKINSON Luck is not chance, it is toil. Fortune is expensive smile is earned.
EMILY DICKINSON Anger as soon as fed is dead; 'Tis starving makes it fat.
EMILY DICKINSON A wounded deer leaps the highest.
EMILY DICKINSON The abdication of belief makes the behavior small -- better an ignis fatuus than no illume at all.
EMILY DICKINSON Beauty is not caused. It is.
EMILY DICKINSON Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.
EMILY DICKINSON If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry....
EMILY DICKINSON Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of pe...
EMILY DICKINSON Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
EMILY DICKINSON Death is a Dialogue between, the Spirit and the Dust.
EMILY DICKINSON Dying is a wild night and a new road.
EMILY DICKINSON Let us go in; the fog is rising.
EMILY DICKINSON Because I could not stop for Death --
He kindly stopped for me --
The carriage held but just...
EMILY DICKINSON Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it,
Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, EMILY DICKINSON Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul -- and sings the tunes without the words --...
EMILY DICKINSON Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the word...
EMILY DICKINSON Where thou art, that is home.
EMILY DICKINSON They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse.
EMILY DICKINSON His mind of man, a secret makes I meet him with a start he carries a circumference in which I have n...
EMILY DICKINSON To fight aloud is very brave, but gallanter, I know, who charge within the bosom, the Cavalry of Woe...
EMILY DICKINSON How the old mountains drip with sunset,
And the brake of dun!
How the hemlocks are tipped in t...
EMILY DICKINSON I like a look of Agony, because I know it's true -- men do not sham Convulsion, nor simulate, a Thro...
EMILY DICKINSON This is the Hour of Lead --
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow -...
EMILY DICKINSON To live is so starling it leaves little time for anything else.
EMILY DICKINSON After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs.
EMILY DICKINSON Much Madness is divinest Sense -- to a discerning Eye -- much Sense -- the starkest Madness --
EMILY DICKINSON His Labor is a Chant -- his Idleness -- a Tune -- oh, for a Bee's experience of Clovers, and of Noon...
EMILY DICKINSON Surgeons must be very careful. When they take the knife!,
Underneath their fine incisions, stirs ...
EMILY DICKINSON Assent -- and you are sane -- , demur -- you're straightway dangerous -- , and handled with a Chain ...
EMILY DICKINSON Drab Habitation of Whom? Tabernacle or Tomb -- or Dome of Worm -- or Porch of Gnome -- or some Elf's...
EMILY DICKINSON Heaven is so far of the mind that were the mind dissolved -- the site of it by architect could not a...
EMILY DICKINSON A Letter always seemed to me like Immortality, for is it not the Mind alone, without corporeal frien...
EMILY DICKINSON The fog is rising.
EMILY DICKINSON Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.
EMILY DICKINSON 'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventu...
EMILY DICKINSON I am going to learn to make bread tomorrow. So if you may imagine me with my sleeves rolled up, mixi...
EMILY DICKINSON I hope you love birds, too. It is economical. It saves going to Heaven.
EMILY DICKINSON Faith is a fine invention when Gentleman can see -- but microscopes are prudent in an emergency
EMILY DICKINSON There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetr...
EMILY DICKINSON He ate and drank the precious Words, his Spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, nor t...
EMILY DICKINSON If I can stop one heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease on Life the Achin...
EMILY DICKINSON His labor is a chant, His idleness a tune; Oh, for a bee's experience Of clovers and of ...
EMILY DICKINSON Inebriate of air am I, And debauchee of dew, Reeling, through endless summer days, From ...
EMILY DICKINSON God preaches, a noted clergyman, And the sermon is never long; So instead of getting to heaven...
EMILY DICKINSON And so upon this wise I prayed,-- Great Spirit, give to me A heaven not so large as yours ...
EMILY DICKINSON Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of pe...
EMILY DICKINSON "Hope" is the thing with feathers- That perches in the soul- And sings the tunes without the word...
EMILY DICKINSON There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons-- That oppresses, like the Heft Of C...
EMILY DICKINSON If it wasn't for dogs, some people would never go for a walk.
EMILY DICKINSON The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little,-- ...
EMILY DICKINSON The heart asks pleasure first, And then, excuse from pain; And then, those little anodynes ...
EMILY DICKINSON Eden is that old-fashioned house we dwell in every day Without suspecting our abode, until we drive...
EMILY DICKINSON Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. 'Ti...
EMILY DICKINSON The pedigree of honey Does not concern the bee; A clover, any time, to him Is aristocrac...
EMILY DICKINSON Not one of all the purple host Who took the flag to-day Can tell the definition So clear...
EMILY DICKINSON Success is counted sweetest By those who ne'er succeed.
EMILY DICKINSON Unable are the loved to die. For love is immortality.
EMILY DICKINSON For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
EMILY DICKINSON Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
EMILY DICKINSON For Love is Immortality.
EMILY DICKINSON I confess that I love him, I rejoice that I love him, I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth that gav...
EMILY DICKINSON Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without words, and nev...
EMILY DICKINSON A wounded deer leaps highest, I've heard the hunter tell; 'Tis but the ecstasy of death, And then th...
EMILY DICKINSON Fame is a bee. / It has a song / It has a sting / Ah, too, it has a wing.
EMILY DICKINSON One need not be a chamber to be haunted;
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors su...
EMILY DICKINSON I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.
EMILY DICKINSON Anger as soon as fed is dead-
'Tis starving makes it fat.
EMILY DICKINSON Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul.
And sings the tune
Without the...
EMILY DICKINSON People need hard times and oppression to develop psychic muscles.
EMILY DICKINSON Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
EMILY DICKINSON If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.
EMILY DICKINSON Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.
EMILY DICKINSON If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.
EMILY DICKINSON Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.
EMILY DICKINSON Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.
EMILY DICKINSON To love is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
EMILY DICKINSON To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone...
EMILY DICKINSON Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
EMILY DICKINSON To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
EMILY DICKINSON That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
EMILY DICKINSON Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.
EMILY DICKINSON The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
EMILY DICKINSON I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.
EMILY DICKINSON Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - a...
EMILY DICKINSON Fortune befriends the bold.
EMILY DICKINSON God is not so wary as we, else He would give us no friends, lest we forget Him! The charms of the he...
EMILY DICKINSON If fame belonged to me, I could not escape her; if she did not, the longest day would pass me on the...
EMILY DICKINSON Behavior is what a man does, not what he thinks, feels, or believes.
EMILY DICKINSON Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.
EMILY DICKINSON I am growing handsome very fast indeed! I expect I shall be the belle of Amherst when I reach my 17t...
EMILY DICKINSON The possible's slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.
EMILY DICKINSON I dwell in possibility…
EMILY DICKINSON I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading – treading – till...
EMILY DICKINSON If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life th...
EMILY DICKINSON Belshazzar had a letter,-- He never had but one; Belshazzar's correspondence Concluded a...
EMILY DICKINSON It is better to be the hammer than the anvil.
EMILY DICKINSON I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at i...
EMILY DICKINSON There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons-- That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tun...
EMILY DICKINSON If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the ac...
EMILY DICKINSON Success is counted sweetest by those who ne'er succeed.
EMILY DICKINSON We turn not older with years, but newer every day.
EMILY DICKINSON My life closed twice before its' close-
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A th...
EMILY DICKINSON I dwell in possibility...
EMILY DICKINSON Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.
EMILY DICKINSON Anger as soon as fed is dead - 'Tis starving makes it fat.
EMILY DICKINSON Tell the truth, but tell it slant.
EMILY DICKINSON Of Consciousness, her awful Mate. The Soul cannot be rid -- as easy the secreting her behind the Eye...
EMILY DICKINSON A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.
EMILY DICKINSON A word is dead when it is said. Some say. I say it just, begins to live that day.
EMILY DICKINSON I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.
EMILY DICKINSON A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.
EMILY DICKINSON I measure every grief I meet with narrow, probing eyes - I wonder if it weighs like mine - or has an...
EMILY DICKINSON Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door.
EMILY DICKINSON Ample make this bed. / Make this bed with awe; / In it wait till judgement break / Excellent and fai...
EMILY DICKINSON Is wholesome even for the King.
EMILY DICKINSON There came a wind like a bugle; / It quivered through the grass.
EMILY DICKINSON I cannot live with You --/ It would be Life --/ And Life is over there --/ Behind the Shelf.
EMILY DICKINSON Water is taught by thirst.
EMILY DICKINSON To multiply the harbors does not reduce the sea.
EMILY DICKINSON Superiority to fateIs difficult to learn.'Tis not conferred by anyBut possible to earn.
EMILY DICKINSON My only sketch, profile, of Heaven is a large blue sky, and larger than the biggest I have seen in J...
EMILY DICKINSON God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me.
EMILY DICKINSON Some keep the Sabbath going to Church - I keep it, staying at Home - With a bobolink for a Chorister...
EMILY DICKINSON Pain - has an Element of Blank -/ It cannot recollect/ When it begun - or if there were/ A time when...
EMILY DICKINSON Hope is the thing with feathers
EMILY DICKINSON The truth must dazzle gradually or every man be blind.
EMILY DICKINSON What fortitude the Soul contains, / That it can so endure / The accent of a coming Foot-- / The open...
EMILY DICKINSON Heaven is what I cannot reach!
EMILY DICKINSON AFRAID? Of whom am I afraid? Not death; for who is he? The porter of my father’s lodge As much aba...
EMILY DICKINSON Truth is such a rare thing, it is a delight to tell it.
EMILY DICKINSON A Deed knocks first at Thought / And then -- it knocks at Will -- / That is the manufacturing spot.
EMILY DICKINSON Anger as soon as fed is dead - 'Tis starving that makes it fat
EMILY DICKINSON Faith is a fine invention when Gentleman can see - but microscopes are prudent in an emergency
EMILY DICKINSON How happy is the little stoneThat rambles in the road alone.
EMILY DICKINSON Who has not found the heaven below Will fail of it above. God's residence is next to min, His furnit...
EMILY DICKINSON We never know how high we are Till we are called to rise And then, if we are true to plan Our statur...
EMILY DICKINSON To hope means to be ready at every moment for that which is not yet born, and yet not become despera...
EMILY DICKINSON A word is dead when it is said. Some say. I say it just begins to live that day.
EMILY DICKINSON Success is counted sweetest by those who ne'er succeed. To comprehend a nectar - Requires sorest nee...
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 ...
EMILY DICKINSON A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.
EMILY DICKINSON The sun just touched the morning;
The morning, happy thing,
Supposed that he had come to...
EMILY DICKINSON I felt it shelter to speak to you.
EMILY DICKINSON Saying nothing sometimes says the most.
EMILY DICKINSON Nature is a haunted house--but Art--is a house that tries to be haunted.
EMILY DICKINSON In such a porcelain life, one likes to be sure that all is well lest one stumble upon one's hope...
EMILY DICKINSON Our journey has advanced; / Our feet were almost come / To that odd fork in Being's road,/ Eternity ...
EMILY DICKINSON I held a jewel in my fingers
And went to sleep.
The day was warm, and winds were prosy; ...
EMILY DICKINSON He fumbles at your spirit
As players at the keys
Before they drop full music on;
He s...
EMILY DICKINSON Wild Nights – Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!
...
EMILY DICKINSON A great hope fell
You heard no noise
The ruin was within.
EMILY DICKINSON Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane
EMILY DICKINSON That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.
EMILY DICKINSON Some keep the Sabbath going to church, I keep it staying at home, with a bobolink for a chorister, a...
EMILY DICKINSON Todo lo que sabemos del amor es que el amor es todo lo que hay.
EMILY DICKINSON We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like cost...
EMILY DICKINSON We must be careful what we say. No bird resumes its egg.
EMILY DICKINSON The distance that the dead have gone/ Does not at first appear --/ Their coming back seems possible/...
EMILY DICKINSON If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is poetry. If I...
EMILY DICKINSON Remorse --is Memory --awake --/ Her Parties all astir --/ A Presence of Departed Acts --/ At window ...
EMILY DICKINSON If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching...
EMILY DICKINSON I must go in, the fog is rising.
EMILY DICKINSON Because I could not stop for death He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves And...
EMILY DICKINSON Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
EMILY DICKINSON Unable are the loved to die for love is immortality.
EMILY DICKINSON Anger as soon as fed is dead — 'Tis starving makes it fat.
EMILY DICKINSON Without suspecting our abode until we drive away.
EMILY DICKINSON That it shall never come again is what makes life so sweet
EMILY DICKINSON Remember if you marry for beauty, thou bindest thyself all thy life for that which perchance, will n...
EMILY DICKINSON One need not be a chamber to be haunted; / One need not be a house; /The brain has corridors surpass...
EMILY DICKINSON We never know where we go when we are going, We jest and shut the door; Fate - following behind us -...
EMILY DICKINSON How dreary - to be - somebody! How public - like a frog - to tell your name - the livelong June - to...
EMILY DICKINSON When it comes, the Landscape listens - Shadows - hold their breath - When it goes, 'tis like the Dis...
EMILY DICKINSON Nature is what we know - Yet have not art to say - So impotent our wisdom is To her simplicity
EMILY DICKINSON