Emily Dickinson Quotes
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Not with a Club, the Heart is broken Nor with a Stone - A Whip so small you could not see it I've knownTo lash the Magic Creature Till it fell, Yet that Whip's Name Too noble then to tell.Magnanimous as Bird By Boy descried - Singing unto the Stone Of which it died -Shame need not crouch In such an Earth as Ours - Shame - stand erect - The Universe is yours.
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Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.
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To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
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Love is its own rescue; for we, at our supremest, are but its trembling emblems.
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I had been hungry all the years- My noon had come, to dine- I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the curious wine. 'Twas this on tables I had seen When turning, hungry, lone, I looked in windows, for the wealth I could not hope to own. I did not know the ample bread, 'Twas so unlike the crumb The birds and I had often shared In Nature's diningroom. The plenty hurt me, 'twas so new,-- Myself felt ill and odd, As berry of a mountain bush Transplanted to the road. Nor was I hungry; so I found That hunger was a way Of persons outside windows, The entering takes away.
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He deposes Doom Who hath suffered him.
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The only Commandment I ever obeyed — 'Consider the Lilies.
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Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.
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You cannot fold a flood and put it in a drawer, because the winds would find it out and tell your cedar floor.
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Love is done when Loves begun, Sages say, But have Sages known?
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Nature is our eldest mother; she will do no harm.
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I never had a mother. I suppose a mother is one to whom you hurry when you are troubled.
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Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.
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Beauty is not caused, it is; Chase it and it ceases, Chase it not and it abides.
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Some keep the Sabbath going to Church -I keep it, staying at Home-With a Bobolink for a Chorister -And an Orchard, for a Dome-
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I miss the grasshoppers much, but suppose it is all for the best. I should become too much attached to a trotting world.
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Suspense-is Hostiler than Death-Death- tho soever Broad, Is just Death, and cannot increase- Suspense-does not conclude-.
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Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ’T is the majority In this, as all, prevails. Assent, and you are sane; Demur,-you ’re straightway dangerous, And handled with a chain.
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The friend anguish reveals is the slowest forgot.
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I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.