"Tell all the Truth, but tell it slant/Success in Circuit lies."
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Emily Dickinson quotes (page 9 of 26)
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"Portraits are to daily faces As an evening west To a fine, pedantic sunshine In a satin vest."
"How lucious lies the pea within the pod."
"Best Witchcraft is Geometry To the magician's mind - His ordinary acts are feats To thinking of mankind."
"Our journey had advanced; Our feet were almost come To that odd fork in Being's road, Eternity by term."
"We meet no Stranger, but Ourself."
"Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul, And sings the tune without the words, And never stops at all, And sweetest in the gale is heard; And sore must be the storm That could abash the little bird That kept so many warm. I've heard it in the chilliest land And on the strangest sea; Yet, never, in extremity, It asked a crumb of me."
"A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day."
"Beauty is not the cause of something, it is what it is."
"I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality."
"Fame is a bee It has a song - It has a sting - Ah, too, it has a wing."
"Nature, like us is sometimes caught without her diadem."
"Nature is what we see - the hill, the afternoon, squirrel, eclipse, the bumblebee. Nay, nature is heaven. Nature is what we hear..."
"It is better to be the hammer than the anvil."
"I work to drive the awe away, yet awe impels the work."
"After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs."
"You cannot fold a flood and put it in a drawer, because the winds would find it out and tell your cedar floor."
"The heart asks pleasure first, And then, excuse from pain; And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering; And then, to go to sleep; And then, if it should be The will of its Inquisitor, The liberty to die."
"Spring is the Period Express from God. Among the other seasons Himself abide, But during March and April None stir abroad Without a cordial interview With God."
"The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry's cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest I should be old-fashioned, I'll put a trinket on."