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I am going to learn to make bread tomorrow. So if you may imagine me with my sleeves rolled up, mixing flour, milk, saleratus, etc., with a deal of grace. I advise you if you dont know how to make the staff of life to learn with dispatch.
Emily Dickinson
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Drunkards of summer are quite as frequent as Drunkards of wine.
Emily Dickinson
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September's Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets - Crows - and Retrospects And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming - An Innuendo sear That makes the Heart put up its Fun And turn Philosopher.
Emily Dickinson
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I do not feel I could give up all for Christ, were I called to die.
Emily Dickinson
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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 feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?
Emily Dickinson
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The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.
Emily Dickinson
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Affection is like bread, unnoticed till we starve, and then we dream of it, and sing of it, and paint it, when every urchin in the street has more than he can eat.
Emily Dickinson
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The Morning after Woe- Tis frequently the Way- Surpasses all that rose before- For utter Jubilee-.
Emily Dickinson
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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
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I am nobody! Who are you? Are you a nobody, too?
Emily Dickinson
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Bring me the sunset in a cup.
Emily Dickinson
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How very sad it is to have a confiding nature, one's hopes and feelings are quite at the mercy of all who come along; and how very desirable to be a stolid individual, whose hopes and aspirations are safe in one's waistcoat pocket, and that a pocket indeed, and one not to be picked!
Emily Dickinson
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By Chivalries as tiny, A Blossom, or a Book, The seeds of smiles are planted- Which Blossom in the dark.
Emily Dickinson
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I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of Joy Breaks up my feet -- And I tip -- drunken -- Let no Pebble -- smile -- 'Twas the New Liquor -- That was all!
Emily Dickinson
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You are out of the way of temptation and out of the way of the tempter - I didn't mean to make you wicked - but I was - and am - and shall be - and I was with you so much that I couldn't help contaminate.
Emily Dickinson
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Remorse is memory awake.
Emily Dickinson
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A Toad, can die of Light - Death is the Common Right Of Toads and Men
Emily Dickinson
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Love is like life-merely longer.
Emily Dickinson
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My friends are my estate. Forgive me then the avarice to hoard them. They tell me those who were poor early have different views of gold. I don't know how that is. God is not so wary as we, else He would give us no friends, lest we forget Him.
Emily Dickinson
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I would paint a portrait which would bring the tears, had I canvas for it, and the scene should be -- solitude, and the figures -- solitude -- and the lights and shades, each a solitude.
Emily Dickinson
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You can stay young as long as you learn.
Emily Dickinson
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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-.
Emily Dickinson
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Mirth is the Mail of Anguish.
Emily Dickinson
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Not one of all the purple host Who took the flag to-day Can tell the definition So clear of victory, As he, defeated, dying, On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Break agonized and clear.
Emily Dickinson
