“My dying tutor told me that he would like to live till I had been a poet, but Death was much of… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
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. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
It was not death, for I stood up, / And all the dead lie down; / It was not night, for all… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“It was not death, for I stood up, And all the dead lie down; It was not night, for all the bells… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
So proud she was to die It made us all ashamed That what we cherished, so unknown To her desire seemed. So… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
To venerate the simple days Which lead the seasons by, Needs but to remember That from you or I They may take… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The minister today preached about death and judgment, and what would become of those who behaved improperly - and somehow it scared… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
To possess is past the instant; we achieve the joy, immortality contented, were anomaly. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
A wounded deer leaps highest, I've heard the hunter tell; 'Tis but the ecstasy of death, And then the brake is still.… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Death is a supple suitor, that wins at last. It is a stealthy wooing; conducted first by pallid innuendos and dim approach,… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“The worm doth woo the mortal, death claims a living bride, Night unto day is married, morn unto eventide, Earth a merry… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Just girt me for the onset with Eternity, When breath blew back, And on the other side I heard recede the disappointed… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“There is a pain – so utter – It swallows substance up – Then covers the Abyss with Trance – So Memory… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
We never know we go when we are going- We jest and shut the Door- Fate-following-behind us bolts it- And we accost… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
A death-blow is a life-blow to some Who, till they died, did not alive become; Who, had they lived, had died, but… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The distance that the dead have gone Does not at first appear- Their coming back seems possible For many an ardent year. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Life is but life, and death but death! Bliss is but bliss, and breath but breath! And if, indeed, I fail, At… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Part Five: The Single Hound XVIII THERE is another Loneliness That many die without, Not want or friend occasions it, Or circumstances… — 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
