The abdication of Belief Makes the Behavior small- Better an ignis fatuus Than no illume at all. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Spring's first conviction is a wealth beyond its whole experience. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Sisters are brittle things. God was penurious with me, which makes me shrewd with Him. One is a dainty sum! One bird,… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
My Faith is larger than the Hills— So when the Hills decay— My Faith must take the Purple Wheel To show the… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Faith-is the pierless bridge supporting what We see unto the scene that we do not. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Faith is a fine invention When gentlemen can see, But microscopes are prudent In an emergency. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
To lose ones faith-surpass The loss of an Estate- Because Estates can be Replenished- faith cannot-. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; Yet know I how the heather looks, And what a wave must… — 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
