You ask of my companions. Hills, sir, and the sundown, and a dog as large as myself. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
An altered look about the hills; A Tyrian light the village fills; A wider sunrise in the dawn; A deeper twilight on… — 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'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran.… — 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
A color stands abroad on solitary hills that silence cannot overtake, but human nature feels. — 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
