Poetry Quotes by Emily Dickinson

“Success is counted sweetest by those ne'er succeed.”

— Emily Dickinson

“A wounded dear leaps the highest”

— Emily Dickinson

“Tell all the truth but tell it slant.”

— Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.

— Emily Dickinson

“In a serener Bright, In a more golden light I see Each little doubt and fear, Each little discord here Removed.”

— Emily Dickinson

“Inebriate of Air — am I — And Debauchee of Dew — Reeling — thro endless summer days — From Inns of Molten Blue —”

— Emily Dickinson

“ A Word is Dead A word is dead When it is said, Some say. I say it just Begins to live…

— Emily Dickinson

The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.

— Emily Dickinson

“Sweet hour, blessed hour, to carry me to you, and to bring you back to me, long enough to snatch one kiss,…

— Emily Dickinson

“I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still.”

— Emily Dickinson

“Beauty crowds me till I die, Beauty, mercy have on me! But if I expire today, Let it be in sight of…

— Emily Dickinson

Success is counted sweetest by those who ne'er succeed. To comprehend a nectar - Requires sorest need.

— Emily Dickinson

“Who never wanted, ― maddest joy Remains to him unknown ; The banquet of abstemiousness Surpasses that of wine. Within its hope,…

— Emily Dickinson

PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that's the genius behind poetry.

— Emily Dickinson

“I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there ’s a pair of us—don’t tell! They ’d banish us, you…

— Emily Dickinson

If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is…

— Emily Dickinson

“There is no Frigate like a Book To take us Lands away Nor any Coursers like a Page Of prancing Poetry –…

— Emily Dickinson

“Who robbed the woods, The trusting woods? The unsuspecting trees Brought out their burrs and mosses His fantasy to please. He scanned…

— Emily Dickinson

“He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his…

— Emily Dickinson

“Longing is like the seed That wrestles in the ground, Believing if it intercede It shall at length be found. The hour…

— Emily Dickinson

“I miss you, mourn for you, and walk the streets alone- often at night, beside, I fall asleep in tears, for your…

— Emily Dickinson

“So bashful when I spied her! So pretty ― so ashamed! So hidden in her leaflets Lest anybody find ― So breathless…

— Emily Dickinson

“Oh Susie, I often think that I will try to tell you how very dear you are, and how I'm watching for…

— Emily Dickinson

“The Inevitable While I was fearing it, it came, But came with less of fear, Because that fearing it so long Had…

— Emily Dickinson

“The Soul selects her own Society— Then—shuts the Door— To her divine Majority— Present no more— Unmoved—she notes the Chariots—pausing— At her…

— Emily Dickinson

“Good Morning—Midnight— I'm coming Home— Day—got tired of Me— How could I—of Him? Sunshine was a sweet place— I liked to stay—…

— Emily Dickinson

“My dying tutor told me that he would like to live till I had been a poet, but Death was much of…

— Emily Dickinson

“Death is like the insect Menacing the tree, Competent to kill it, But decoyed may be. Bait it with the balsam, Seek…

— Emily Dickinson

“I think I was enchanted When first a sombre Girl — I read that Foreign Lady** — The Dark — felt beautiful…

— Emily Dickinson

“If you were coming in the Fall, I'd brush the Summer by With half a smile and half a spurn, As Housewives…

— Emily Dickinson

If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that…

— Emily Dickinson

When I state myself, as the representative of the verse, it does not mean me, but a supposed person.

— Emily Dickinson

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

— Emily Dickinson

There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry.

— Emily Dickinson

“Then I will not repine Knowing that bird of mine Though flown shall in a distant tree Bright melody for me Return.”

— Emily Dickinson

To see the Summer Sky Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie— True Poems flee—

— Emily Dickinson

“I had no time to hate, because The grave would hinder me, . . . The little toil of love, I thought,…

— Emily Dickinson

“We never know how high we are Till we are called to rise; And then, if we are true to plan, Our…

— Emily Dickinson

Besides the Autumn poets sing, A few prosaic days, A little this side of the snow, And that side of the Haze...,…

— Emily Dickinson

PRESENTIMENT is that long shadow on the lawn Indicative that suns go down; The notice to the startled grass That darkness is…

— Emily Dickinson