"The sun proceeds unmoved To measure off another day For an approving God."
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Emily Dickinson quotes (page 22 of 26)
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"When he tells us about his Father, we distrust him. When he shows us his Home, we turn away, but when he confides to us that he is acquainted with grief, we listen, for that also is an acquaintance of our own."
"I cannot help esteem The 'Bird within the Hand' Superior to the one The 'Bush' may yield me Or may not Too late to choose again"
"I never lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod."
"The Crime, from us, is hidden, [though] he is presumed to know."
"The Brain is just the weight of God-- For--Heft them--Pound for Pound-- And they will differ--if they do-- As Syllable from Sound"
"A Dominie in Gray-- Put gently up the evening Bars-- And led the flock away"
"The Service without Hope Is tenderest, I think-- ... There is no Diligence like that That knows not an Until"
"What shall we do my darling, when trial grows more, and more, when the dim, lone light expires, and it's dark, so very dark, and we wander, and know not where, and cannot get out of the forest - whose is the hand to help us, and to lead, and forever guide us? ... Where do you think I've strayed and from what new errand returned. I have come from to and fro, and walking up and down the same place that Satan hailed from when God asked where he'd been."
"Remorse is cureless--the Disease Not even God--can heal-- For 'tis His institution--and The Adequate of Hell"
"Experiment has a stimulus which withers its fear."
"My life closed twice before its close"
"Just a turn of the doorknob, and there lies freedom."
"Which Anguish was the utterest--then-- To perish, or to live?"
"Speech is one symptom of affection; and silence one; the perfect communication is heard of none."
"And you dropt, lost, When something broke-- And let you from a Dream"
"I had been hungry all the years- My noon had come, to dine- I, trembling, drew the table near And touched the curious wine. 'Twas this on tables I had seen When turning, hungry, lone, I looked in windows, for the wealth I could not hope to own. I did not know the ample bread, 'Twas so unlike the crumb The birds and I had often shared In Nature's diningroom. The plenty hurt me, 'twas so new,-- Myself felt ill and odd, As berry of a mountain bush Transplanted to the road. Nor was I hungry; so I found That hunger was a way Of persons outside windows, The entering takes away."
"If fame belonged to me, I could not escape her; if she did not, the longest day would pass me on the chase, and the approbation of my dog would forsake me."
"I never saw a meme; I never saw the sea."
"I cling to nowhere until I fall - the crash of Nothing."