"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."
"God is indeed a jealous God. He cannot bear to see, that we had rather not with him, but with each other play."
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Source: Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.2001, Delphi Classics
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