"God's little Blond Blessing we have long deemed you, and hope his so-called Will will not compel him to revoke you."
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Emily Dickinson quotes (page 21 of 26)
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"God, keep me from what they call 'households,'"
"The Past is such a curious Creature To look her in the Face A Transport may receipt us Or a Disgrace-."
"The only secret people keep is immortality."
"I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of Joy Breaks up my feet -- And I tip -- drunken -- Let no Pebble -- smile -- 'Twas the New Liquor -- That was all!"
"I died for Beauty--but was scarce Adjusted in the Tomb When One who died for Truth, was lain In an adjoining Room"
"What fortitude the Soul contains, That it can so endure The accent of a coming Foot- The opening of a Door."
"Some Arrows slay but whom they strike - But this slew all but him - Who so appareled his Escape - Too trackless for a Tomb"
"After a hundred years Nobody knows the place, Agony, that enacted there, Motionless as peace."
"Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labour, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played, Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound. Since then 'tis centuries; but each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity."
"By Chivalries as tiny, A Blossom, or a Book, The seeds of smiles are planted- Which Blossom in the dark."
"I have a Bird in spring Which for myself doth sing - The spring decoys. And as the summer nears - And as the Rose appears, Robin is gone. Yet do I not repine Knowing that Bird of mine Though flown - Learneth beyond the sea Melody new for me And will return."
"Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, But which will bloom most constantly? The wild rose-briar is sweet in spring ,Its summer blossoms scent the air; Yet wait till winter comes again, And who will call the wild-briar fair? Then, scorn the silly rose-wreath now, And deck thee with holly's sheen, That, when December blights thy brow, He still may leave thy garland green."
"Assent - and you are sane - Demur - and you're straightaway dangerous - and handled with a chain."
"September's Baccalaureate A combination is Of Crickets - Crows - and Retrospects And a dissembling Breeze That hints without assuming - An Innuendo sear That makes the Heart put up its Fun And turn Philosopher."
"They say that 'home is where the heart is.' I think it is where the house is, and the adjacent buildings."
"His Cheek is his Biographer- As long as he can blush."
"When I state myself, as the representative of the verse, it does not mean me, but a supposed person."
"Then, as horizons step, Or noons report away,Without the formula of sound, It passes, and we stay:A quality of loss Affecting our content."
"Mirth is the Mail of Anguish --"