Emily Dickinson Quotes
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They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse.
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The blunder is to estimate,- 'Eternity is Then,' We say, as of a station. Meanwhile he is so near, He joins me in my ramble, Divides abode with me, No friend have I that so persists As this Eternity.
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Renunciation-is a piercing Virtue-The letting go A Presence-for an Expectation-.
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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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Prosperity Whose sources are interior. As soon Adversity A diamond overtake.
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Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.
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A Grave - is a restricted Breadth -Yet ampler than the Sun -And all the Seas He populatesAnd lands he looks uponTo Him who on its small ReposeBestows a single Friend -Circumference without Relief -Or Estimate - or End
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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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Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.
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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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A power of Butterfly must be - The Aptitude to fly Meadows of Majesty concedes And easy Sweeps of Sky -
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Upon the gallows hung a wretch, Too sullied for the hell To which the law entitled him. As nature’s curtain fell The one who bore him tottered in, For this was woman’s son. '’T was all I had,' she stricken gasped; Oh, what a livid boon!
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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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There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry.
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It might be easier To fail with land in sight, Than gain my blue peninsula To perish of delight.
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I had no monarch in my life, and cannot rule myself; and when I try to organize, my little force explodes and leaves me bare and charred.
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THE soul should always stand ajar, That if the heaven inquire, He will not be obliged to wait, Or shy of troubling her. Depart, before the host has slid The bolt upon the door, To seek for the accomplished guest, -- Her visitor no more.
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Nature is our eldest mother; she will do no harm.
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Forever is composed of nows.
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It sounded as if the streets were running, And then the streets stood still.
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It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness - I’m so accustomed to my Fate - Perhaps the Other - Peace - Would interrupt the Dark - And crowd the little Room - Too scant - by Cubits - to contain The Sacrament - of Him - I am not used to Hope - It might intrude upon - Its sweet parade - blaspheme the place - Ordained to Suffering - It might be easier To fail - with Land in Sight - Than gain - My Blue Peninsula - To perish - of Delight -
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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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A great hope fell You heard no noise The ruin was within.
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Faith-is the pierless bridge supporting what We see unto the scene that we do not.