The Soul unto itself Is an imperial friend, - Or the most agonizing Spy - An Enemy - could send - — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
My friends are my estate. Forgive me then the avarice to hoard them! — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
A shady friend for torrid days Is easier to find Than one of higher temperature For frigid hour of mind. — 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
The dearest ones of time, the strongest friends of the soul--BOOKS. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Twin loaves of bread have just been born into the world under my auspices. Fine children, the image of their mother. And… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“To see her is a picture— To hear her is a tune— To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June— To… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Elysium is as far as to The very nearest Room If in that Room a Friend await Felicity or doom. What fortitude… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you -- Nobody -- too? Then there's a pair of us? Don't tell! they'd advertise --… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“XXXVII. The dying need but little, dear, — A glass of water's all, A flower's unobtrusive face To punctuate the wall, A… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Eternity' is there, We say, as of a station. Meanwhile, he is so near, He joins me in my Ramble? Divides abode… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
My only sketch, profile, of Heaven is a large blue sky, and larger than the biggest I have seen in June -… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
a sick room is at times too sacred a place for a friend's knock, timid as that is. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Elysium is as far as to The very nearest room, If in that room a friend await Felicity of doom. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Till the first friend dies, we think our ecstasy impersonal, but then discover that he was the cup from which we drank… — 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
