My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun - In Corners - till a Day The Owner passed - identified - And… — 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
in this short life that only lasts ah hour how much-how little-is within our power. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The Life we have is very great. The Life that we shall see Surpasses it, we know, because It is Infinity, But… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name. — 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
Open your life wide, and take me in forever. I will never be tired-I will never be noisy when you want to… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Does not Eternity appear dreadful to you. I often get to thinking of it and it seems so dark to me that… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
“Who has not found the heaven below Will fail of it above. God's residence is next to min, His furniture is love.” — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I had no monarch in my life, and cannot rule myself; and when I try to organize, my little force explodes and… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it. — 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
