Emily Dickinson Quotes
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 conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.
Emily Dickinson
Quotes to Explore
I was in my mid 20s when email finally took off. Until then, the phone was my primary way of connecting with the people in my life.
Rainbow Rowell
I'm not the sort of person who wants to live my life doing just one thing. I like to go around and do as many things as possible.
Cameron Dallas
They didn't even like Margaret Thatcher but at least there was Margaret Thatcher. There have been women, you know, Sonia Gandhi for heaven's sakes in India.
Kate Clinton
I am a being of Heaven and Earth, of thunder and lightning, of rain and wind, of the galaxies.
Eden Ahbez
I've worked in television all my life, but really I've always wanted to work in the movies.
E. L. James
I have a phone obsession. It's really hard on set sometimes because I'll be checking Instagram, and then I have to remember, 'Oh, crap, I have to shoot a scene or rehearse.' Every now and then, I have to turn it off and live my life.
Zendaya
By Heaven, I love thee better than myself.
William Shakespeare
There have been crazy highs and lows in my life. I've duelled with drug addiction and watched people dying... like everybody. I'm not saying it's an exceptionally dramatic peaks-and-valleys kind of life but there's a lot of it, honestly.
Roddy Bottum
Faith No More
Nothing so clearly and inevitably reveals the inner man than movement and gesture. It is quite possible, if one chooses, to conceal and dissimulate behind words or paintings or statues or other forms of human expression, but the moment you move you stand revealed, for good or ill, for what you are.
Doris Humphrey
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 conceive,
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.
Emily Dickinson
