Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned. — Emily Dickinson Chance Copy Share Image
Had we less to say to those we love, perhaps we should say it oftener. — Emily Dickinson Love Copy Share Image
Behavior is what a man does, not what he thinks, feels, or believes. — Emily Dickinson Behavior Copy Share Image
To love is so startling it leaves little time for anything else. — Emily Dickinson Little time Copy Share Image
In the name of the bee And of the butterfly And of the breeze, amen! — Emily Dickinson Amen Copy Share Image
a sick room is at times too sacred a place for a friend's knock, timid as that is. — Emily Dickinson Friend Copy Share Image
A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend. — Emily Dickinson Death Copy Share Image
It is true that the unknown is the largest need of the intellect, though for it, no one thinks to thank God. — Emily Dickinson Intellect Copy Share Image
To be alive is power; existence in itself; without a further function; omnipotence. — Emily Dickinson Alive Copy Share Image
AFRAID? Of whom am I afraid? Not death; for who is he? The porter of my fathers lodge As much abasheth me. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Beauty is not caused, it is; Chase it and it ceases, Chase it not and it abides... — Emily Dickinson Beauty Copy Share Image
A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is, to meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore; A privilege I think. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The sweets of pillage can be known To no one but the thief, Compassion for integrity Is his divinest grief. — Emily Dickinson Compassion Copy Share Image
When I sound the fairy call, gather here in silent meeiing, Chin to knee on the orchard wall, cooled with dew and… — Emily Dickinson Dreams Copy Share Image
I would paint a portrait which would bring the tears, had I canvas for it, and the scene should be -- solitude,… — Emily Dickinson Artist Copy Share Image
I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran.… — Emily Dickinson Amethyst Copy Share Image
“They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars, Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers… — Emily Dickinson Death and dying Copy Share Image
You are out of the way of temptation and out of the way of the tempter - I didn't mean to make… — Emily Dickinson Atheism Copy Share Image
You remember my ideal cat has always a huge rat in its mouth, just going out of sight - though going out… — Emily Dickinson Cat Copy Share Image
Prayer is the little implement Through which Men reach Where Presence - is denied them. They fling their Speech By means of… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Forgive me if I never visit. I am from the fields, you know, and while quite at home with the dandelions, make… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Publication – is the Auction (788) Publication – is the Auction Of the Mind of Man – Poverty – be justifying For… — Emily Dickinson Human spirit Copy Share Image
“I did not reach thee, But my feet slip nearer every day; Three Rivers and a Hill to cross, One Desert and… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
There's a certain Slant of light, Winter afternoons— That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes— Heavenly Hurt, it gives us— We… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Going to heaven! I don't know when, Pray do not ask me how, — Indeed, I 'm too astonished To think of… — Emily Dickinson Emily-dickinson Copy Share Image
“A precious, mouldering pleasure ’tis To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think, His… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
To fight aloud, is very brave— But gallanter, I know Who charge within the bosom The Cavalry of Wo— Who win, and… — Emily Dickinson Angel Copy Share Image
“I think I was enchanted When first a sombre Girl — I read that Foreign Lady** — The Dark — felt beautiful… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“I miss you, mourn for you, and walk the streets alone- often at night, beside, I fall asleep in tears, for your… — Emily Dickinson Emily-dickinson Copy Share Image
