To possess is past the instant; we achieve the joy, immortality contented, were anomaly. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
IMMORTAL is an ample word When what we need is by, But when it leaves us for a time, 'Tis a necessity. — 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
Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity - Unable they that love - to die… — 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
Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly… — 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
