Emily Dickinson Quotes
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Life is so rotatory that the wilderness falls to each, sometime.
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A sick room is at times too sacred a place for a friend's knock, timid as that is.
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How lucious lies the pea within the pod.
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Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times.
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My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word.
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Common sense is almost as omniscient as God.
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Parting is all we know of heaven, and all we need of hell.
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The past is not a package one can lay away.
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Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.
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I hope your rambles have been sweet, and your reveries spacious.
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The Brain - is wider than the Sky - For - put them side by side - The one the other will contain With ease - and You - beside - The Brain is deeper than the sea - For- hold them - Blue to Blue - The one the other will absorb - As Sponges - Buckets - do - The Brain is just the weight of God - For - Heft them - Pound for Pound - And they will differ - if they do - As Syllable from Sound.
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To see her is a picture- To hear her is a tune- To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June- To know her not-Affliction- To own her for a Friend A warmth as near as if the the Sun Were shining in your Hand.
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Behold this little Bane – The Boon of all alive – As common as it is unknown The name of it is Love.
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One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place.
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Superiority to Fate Is difficult to gain 'Tis not conferred of Any But possible to earn.
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It is true that the unknown is the largest need of the intellect, though for it, no one thinks to thank God.
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After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs.
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New feet within my garden go, New fingers stir the sod; A troubadour upon the elm Betrays the solitude.New children play upon the green, New weary sleep below; And still the pensive spring returns, And still the punctual snow!
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God is sitting here, looking into my very soul to see if I think right thoughts. Yet I am not afraid, for I try to be right and good; and He knows every one of my struggles.
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Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring ,Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again, And who will call the wild-briar fair? Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now, And deck thee with holly's sheen, That, when December blights thy brow, He still may leave thy garland green.
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At least to pray is left - is left Oh Jesus - in the Air - I know not which thy chamber is - I'm knocking everywhere.
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Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast; Grant, God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest.Please God, might I behold him In epauletted white, I should not fear the foe then, I should not fear the fight.
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There is a Zone whose even Years No Solstice interrupt - Whose Sun constructs perpetual Noon Whose perfect Seasons wait - Whose Summer set in Summer, till The Centuries of June And Centuries of August cease And Consciousness - is Noon.
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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.