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 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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The Brain is just the weight of God-- For--Heft them--Pound for Pound-- And they will differ--if they do-- As Syllable from Sound
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Beauty crowds me till I die.
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I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there's a pair of us? Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one's name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!
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They might not need me; but they might. I'll let my head be just in sight; a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity.
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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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Portrait The world spreads out on either side no farther than the heart is wide.
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Not to discover weakness is The Artifice of strength.
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Inebriate of air am I, And debauchee of dew, Reeling, through endless summer days, From inns of molten blue.
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The past is not a package one can lay away.
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Pain has an element of blank.
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I stepped from Plank to Plank A slow and cautious way
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To lose what we have never owned might seem an eccentric bereavement, but Presumption has its own affliction as well as claim.
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We do not play on Graves— Because there isn't Room— Besides—it isn't even—it slants And People come— And put a Flower on it— And hang their faces so— We're fearing that their Hearts will drop— And crush our pretty play— And so we move as far As Enemies—away— Just looking round to see how far It is—Occasionally—
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Forever is composed of Nows 'Tis not a different time Except for Infiniteness And Latitude of Home.
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There is a Zone whose even Years No Solstice interrupt - Whose Sun constructs perpetual Noon Whose perfect Seasons wait - Whose Summer set in Summer, till The Centuries of June And Centuries of August cease And Consciousness - is Noon.
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The Brain - is wider than the Sky - For - put them side by side - The one the other will contain With ease - and You - beside - The Brain is deeper than the sea - For- hold them - Blue to Blue - The one the other will absorb - As Sponges - Buckets - do - The Brain is just the weight of God - For - Heft them - Pound for Pound - And they will differ - if they do - As Syllable from Sound.
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It is finished, is never said of us.
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Narcotics cannot still the tooth. That Nibbles at the soul.
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My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word.
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It sounded as if the streets were running, And then the streets stood still.
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I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.
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A Word that Breathes Distinctly Has not the Power to Die