If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can warm me, I know that is… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Somewhere in my soul a thought went up in my mind today that I have had before, but did not finish, some… — 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
It was a quiet way - He asked if I was his - I made no answer of the tongue But answer… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
The Morning after Woe- Tis frequently the Way- Surpasses all that rose before- For utter Jubilee-. — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
I had been hungry all the years- My noon had come, to dine- I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
She died--this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
You are out of the way of temptation and out of the way of the tempter - I didn't mean to make… — 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
