I confess that I love him, I rejoice that I love him, I thank the maker of Heaven and Earth that gave… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Nature is what we see - the hill, the afternoon, squirrel, eclipse, the bumblebee. Nay, nature is heaven. Nature is what we… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I am one of the lingering bad ones, and so do I slink away, and pause, and ponder, and ponder, and pause,… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I think Heaven will not be as good as earth, unless it bring with it that sweet power to remember, which is… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Heaven is so far of the mind that were the mind dissolved - the site of it by architect could not again… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
God is not so wary as we, else He would give us no friends, lest we forget Him! The charms of the… — 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
My life closed twice before its close; It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me, So huge,… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
THE soul should always stand ajar, That if the heaven inquire, He will not be obliged to wait, Or shy of troubling… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
How odd that girl's life looks Behind this soft eclipse! I think that earth seems so To those in heaven now. This… — 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
