The power to console is not within corporeal reach - though its attempt is precious. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
When we think of his lone effort to live and its bleak reward, the mind turns to the myth "for His mercy… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Beauty crowds me till I die, Beauty, mercy have on me! But if I expire today, Let it be in sight of… — 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 Copy Share Image
“I read my sentence steadily, Reviewed it with my eyes, To see that I made no mistake In its extremest clause, —… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Beauty crowds me till I die. Beauty, mercy have on me! Yet if I expire to-day Let it be in sight of… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period - When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroad… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Could you tell me how to grow--or is it unconveyed--like Melody--or Witchcraft?” — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness - I’m so accustomed to my Fate - Perhaps the Other - Peace - Would interrupt the… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Inebriate of Air — am I — And Debauchee of Dew — Reeling — thro endless summer days — From Inns of Molten Blue —” — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The abdication of Belief Makes the Behavior small- Better an ignis fatuus Than no illume at all. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“He ate and drank the precious words, His spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, Nor that his frame was… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I SEE thee better in the dark, I do not need a light. The love of thee a prism be Excelling violet. I see… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
