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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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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I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, And life was not so ample I Could finish enmity Nor had I time to love: but since Some industry must be, The little toil of love, I thought, Was large enough for me.
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My business is circumference.
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November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.
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We trust in plumed procession For such the angels go Rank after rank, with even feet/And uniforms of snow.
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It is finished, is never said of us.
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After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs.
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My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word.
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If I can stop one heart from breaking…” Emily Dickinson If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.
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A sick room is at times too sacred a place for a friend's knock, timid as that is.
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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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Not to discover weakness is The Artifice of strength.
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The sailor cannot see the north / but knows the needle can.
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Action is redemption.
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Portrait The world spreads out on either side no farther than the heart is wide.
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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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In this short life that only lasts ah hour how much-how little-is within our power.
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Parting is all we know of heaven, and all we need of hell.
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You don't have to be a house to be haunted.
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A Murmur in the Trees - to note - Not loud enough - for Wind - A Star - not far enough to seek - Nor near enough - to find
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Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.
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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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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.