Emily Dickinson Quotes
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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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Beauty is not caused, it is; Chase it and it ceases, Chase it not and it abides.
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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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I stepped from Plank to Plank A slow and cautious way
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Drab Habitation of Whom? Tabernacle or Tomb - or Dome of Worm - or Porch of Gnome - or some Elf's Catacomb?
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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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Forever is composed of nows.
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You don't have to be a house to be haunted.
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I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers,— The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
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November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.
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I fear a Man of frugal speech - I fear a Silent Man - Haranguer - I can overtake - Or Babbler - entertain - But He who weigheth - While the Rest - Expend their furthest pound - Of this Man - I am wary - I fear that He is Grand -
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I am growing handsome very fast indeed! I expect I shall be the belle of Amherst when I reach my 17th year. I don't doubt that I shall have perfect crowds of admirers at that age. Then how I shall delight to make them await my bidding, and with what delight shall I witness their suspense while I make my final decision.
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His Labor is a Chant - His Idleness -a Tune - Oh, for a Bee's experience Of Clovers, and of Noon!
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A wounded deer leaps highest, I've heard the hunter tell; 'Tis but the ecstasy of death, And then the brake is still. The smitten rock that gushes, The trampled steel that springs,, A cheek is always redder Just where the hectic stings Mirth is mail of anguish, In which its cautious arm Lest anybody spy the blood And, you're hurt exclaim.
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I see thee better in the dark I do not need a light.
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Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart! Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee!
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If I shouldn't be alive When the Robins come, Give the one in Red Cravat, A Memorial crumb.
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Not to discover weakness is The Artifice of strength.
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Who has not found the heaven below Will fail of it above. God’s residence is next to mine, His furniture is love.
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Banish Air from Air Divide Light if you dare
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It sounded as if the streets were running, And then the streets stood still.
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Portrait The world spreads out on either side no farther than the heart is wide.
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You'll find it-when you try to die- The Easier to let go- For recollecting such as went- You could not spare-you know.
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Inebriate of air am I, And debauchee of dew, Reeling, through endless summer days, From inns of molten blue.