Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Nothing more do I ask than to share with you the ecstasy and sacrament of my life. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the shelf — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun - In Corners - till a Day The Owner passed - identified - And… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
She rose to his requirement, dropped The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit-Life! — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Best Witchcraft is Geometry To the magician's mind - His ordinary acts are feats To thinking of mankind. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
If you take care of the small things, the big things take care of themselves. You can gain more control over your… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The sun just touched the morning; The morning, happy thing, Supposed that he had come to dwell, And life would be all… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
In such a porcelain life, one likes to be sure that all is well lest one stumble upon one's hopes in a… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Life is but life, and death but death! Bliss is but bliss, and breath but breath! And if, indeed, I fail, At… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Wild Nights—Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile—the winds— To a heart in port— Done with… — 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
Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea Past the houses, past the headlands Into deep eternity! Bred as we,… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Our little kinsmen after rain In plenty may be seen, a pink and pulpy multitude The tepid ground upon; A needless life… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I am going to learn to make bread tomorrow. So if you may imagine me with my sleeves rolled up, mixing flour,… — 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
“The Inevitable While I was fearing it, it came, But came with less of fear, Because that fearing it so long Had… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“I did not reach thee, But my feet slip nearer every day; Three Rivers and a Hill to cross, One Desert and… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“FAREWELL. Tie the strings to my life, my Lord, Then I am ready to go! Just a look at the horses —… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“My life had stood--a Loaded Gun-- In Corners--till a Day The Owner passed--identified-- And carried Me away-- And now We roam in… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
To be alive is power; existence in itself; without a further function; omnipotence. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Life is the finest secret. So long as that remains, we must all whisper. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“In this short Life that only lasts an hour How much - how little - is within our power” — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“That I shall love always, I argue thee that love is life, and life hath immortality” — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I took one Draught of Life - I'll tell you what I paid - Precisely an existence - The market price, they… — 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
