Emily Dickinson Quotes
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How softly summer shuts, without the creaking of a door.
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A dim capacity for wings demeans the dress I wear.
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She dealt her pretty words like Blades -- How glittering they shone -- And every One unbared a Nerve Or wantoned with a Bone -- She never deemed -- she hurt -- That -- is not Steel's Affair -- A vulgar grimace in the Flesh -- How ill the Creatures bear -- To Ache is human -- not polite -- The Film upon the eye Mortality's old Custom -- Just locking up -- to Die.
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I confess that I love him, I rejoice that I love him, I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth that gave him to me. The exultation floods me.
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The WILL is always near, dear, though the feet vary.
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How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
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Immortal is an ample word When what we need is by, But when it leaves us for a time, ’T is a necessity.Of heaven above the firmest proof We fundamental know, Except for its marauding hand, It had been heaven below.
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The last of Summer is Delight - Deterred by Retrospect. 'Tis Ecstasy's revealed Review - Enchantment's Syndicate. To meet it - nameless as it is - Without celestial Mail - Audacious as without a Knock To walk within the Veil.
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The distance that the dead have gone Does not at first appear; Their coming back seems possible For many an ardent year.And then, that we have followed them We more than half suspect, So intimate have we become With their dear retrospect.
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So proud she was to die It made us all ashamed That what we cherished, so unknown To her desire seemed.So satisfied to go Where none of us should be, Immediately, that anguish stooped Almost to jealousy.
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No ladder needs the bird but skies To situate its wings, Nor any leaders grim baton Arraigns it as it sings.
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How odd that girl's life looks Behind this soft eclipse! I think that earth seems so To those in heaven now. This being comfort, then That other kind was pain; But why compare? I'm wife! stop there!
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In such a porcelain life, one likes to be sure that all is well lest one stumble upon one's hopes in a pile of broken crockery.
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Sisters are brittle things. God was penurious with me, which makes me shrewd with Him. One is a dainty sum! One bird, one cage, one flight; one song in those far woods, as yet suspected by faith only!
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The words the happy say Are paltry melody But those the silent feel Are beautiful-.
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I tasted - careless - then - I did not know the Wine Came once a World - Did you? Oh, had you told me so - This Thirst would blister - easier - now
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Mine enemy is growing old,- I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge,-Let him be quick, the viand flits, It is a faded meat. Anger as soon as fed is dead; ’T is starving makes it fat.
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We outgrow love, like other thingsAnd put it in the Drawer -Till it an Antique fashion shows -Like Costumes Grandsires wore.
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We were never intimate mother and children while she was our mother - but... when she became our child, the affection came.
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Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand When we with Daisies lie- That Commerce will continue- And Trades as briskly fly.
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If fame belonged to me, I could not escape her; if she did not, the longest day would pass me on the chase, and the approbation of my dog would forsake me then. My barefoot rank is better.
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God preaches, a noted Clergyman -And the sermon is never long,So instead of getting to Heaven, at last-I’m going, all along.
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The Spider as an Artist Has never been employed- Though his surpassing Merit Is freely certified.
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The minister today preached about death and judgment, and what would become of those who behaved improperly - and somehow it scared me. He preached such an awful sermon I didn't think I should ever see you again until the Judgment Day. The subject of perdition seemed to please him somehow.