Emily Dickinson Quotes
-
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.
-
The WILL is always near, dear, though the feet vary.
-
Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane.
-
Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
-
Tis sweet to know that stocks will stand When we with Daisies lie- That Commerce will continue- And Trades as briskly fly.
-
Assent - and you are sane - Demur - and you're straightaway dangerous - and handled with a chain.
-
I took my power in my hand And went against the world; ’T was not so much as David had, But I was twice as bold.I aimed my pebble, but myself Was all the one that fell. Was it Goliath was too large, Or only I too small?
-
Fearless--the cobweb swings from the ceiling-- Indolent Housewife--in Daisies--lain!
-
When I state myself, as the representative of the verse, it does not mean me, but a supposed person.
-
A Clock stopped-- Not the Mantel's-- Geneva's farthest skill Can't put the puppet bowing-- That just now dangled still
-
Heavenly Father - take to thee The supreme iniquity Fashioned by thy candid Hand In a moment contraband - Though to trust us seem to us More respectful - We are Dust - We apologize to thee For thine own Duplicity.
-
Longing is like a seed that wrestles in the ground.
-
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.
-
The sun just touched the morning; The morning, happy thing, Supposed that he had come to dwell, And life would be all spring.
-
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
-
Belshazzar had a letter,-- He never had but one; Belshazzar's correspondence Concluded and begun In that immortal copy The conscience of us all Can read without its glasses On revelation's wall.
-
Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labour, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played, Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound. Since then 'tis centuries; but each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity.
-
The Spider as an Artist Has never been employed- Though his surpassing Merit Is freely certified.
-
Heaven is so far of the mind that were the mind dissolved - the site of it by architect could not again be proved.
-
AMPLE make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight, Be its pillow round; Let no sunrise’ yellow noise Interrupt this ground.
-
Why should we censure Othello when the Criterion Lover says, "Thou shalt have no other Gods before Me"?
-
Who has not found the Heaven - below -Will fail of it above -
-
Time is short and full, like an outgrown Frock -
-
My friends are my estate.