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Impossibility, like wine
Exhilarates the man
Who tastes it; Possibility
Is flavoreless.


Emily Dickinson

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If you were coming in the fall,
I'd brush the summer by,
With half a smile and half a spur...
EMILY DICKINSON
The sun just touched the morning;
The morning, happy thing,
Supposed that he had come to...
EMILY DICKINSON
Because I could not stop for death He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves And...
EMILY DICKINSON
Hope is the thing with feathers
EMILY DICKINSON
A Deed knocks first at Thought / And then -- it knocks at Will -- / That is the manufacturing spot.
EMILY DICKINSON
To hope means to be ready at every moment for that which is not yet born, and yet not become despera...
EMILY DICKINSON
A word is dead when it is said. Some say. I say it just begins to live that day.
EMILY DICKINSON
A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.
EMILY DICKINSON
And Something's odd - within -That person that I was - And this One - do not feel the same - Could i...
EMILY DICKINSON
The dandelion's pallid tube/ Astonishes the grass,/ And winter instantly becomes/ An infinite alas.
EMILY DICKINSON
I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there's a pair of us - don't tell! They'd banish ...
EMILY DICKINSON
The Brain is wider than the sky.
EMILY DICKINSON
Had I not seen the Sun, I could have borne the shade, But Light a newer Wilderness, My Wilderness ha...
EMILY DICKINSON
Remorse --is Memory --awake --/ Her Parties all astir --/ A Presence of Departed Acts --/ At window ...
EMILY DICKINSON
Nature is a haunted house--but Art--is a house that tries to be haunted.
EMILY DICKINSON
There is no Frigate like a Book
To take us Lands away
Nor any Coursers like a Page
...
EMILY DICKINSON
I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.
EMILY DICKINSON
I would like more sisters, that the taking out of one, might not leave such stillness.
EMILY DICKINSON
Anger as soon as fed is dead-
'Tis starving makes it fat.
EMILY DICKINSON
your brain is wider than the sky
EMILY DICKINSON
We were never intimate mother and children while she was our mother - but... when she became our chi...
EMILY DICKINSON
Belshazzar had a letter,-- He never had but one; Belshazzar's correspondence Concluded a...
EMILY DICKINSON
The possible's slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.
EMILY DICKINSON
Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.
EMILY DICKINSON
If fame belonged to me, I could not escape her; if she did not, the longest day would pass me on the...
EMILY DICKINSON
People need hard times and oppression to develop psychic muscles.
EMILY DICKINSON
One need not be a chamber to be haunted.
EMILY DICKINSON
Dying is a wild night and a new road.
EMILY DICKINSON
The abdication of belief makes the behavior small -- better an ignis fatuus than no illume at all.
EMILY DICKINSON
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of pe...
EMILY DICKINSON
I like a look of Agony, because I know it's true -- men do not sham Convulsion, nor simulate, a Thro...
EMILY DICKINSON
This is the Hour of Lead --
Remembered, if outlived,
As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow -...
EMILY DICKINSON
To live is so starling it leaves little time for anything else.
EMILY DICKINSON
After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs.
EMILY DICKINSON
The fog is rising.
EMILY DICKINSON
Drab Habitation of Whom? Tabernacle or Tomb -- or Dome of Worm -- or Porch of Gnome -- or some Elf's...
EMILY DICKINSON
I am going to learn to make bread tomorrow. So if you may imagine me with my sleeves rolled up, mixi...
EMILY DICKINSON
There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetr...
EMILY DICKINSON
He ate and drank the precious Words, his Spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, nor t...
EMILY DICKINSON
If I can stop one heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease on Life the Achin...
EMILY DICKINSON
His labor is a chant, His idleness a tune; Oh, for a bee's experience Of clovers and of ...
EMILY DICKINSON
Inebriate of air am I, And debauchee of dew, Reeling, through endless summer days, From ...
EMILY DICKINSON
The heart asks pleasure first, And then, excuse from pain; And then, those little anodynes ...
EMILY DICKINSON
Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. 'Ti...
EMILY DICKINSON
A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King.
EMILY DICKINSON
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul.
And sings the tune
Without the...
EMILY DICKINSON
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.
EMILY DICKINSON
Of Consciousness, her awful Mate. The Soul cannot be rid -- as easy the secreting her behind the Eye...
EMILY DICKINSON
A word is dead when it is said. Some say. I say it just, begins to live that day.
EMILY DICKINSON
I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.
EMILY DICKINSON
The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
EMILY DICKINSON
Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.
EMILY DICKINSON
I had no portrait, now, but am small, like the wren; and my hair is bold, like the chestnut bur; and...
EMILY DICKINSON