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1 " If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain. "
― Emily Dickinson
2 " Morning without you is a dwindled dawn. "
3 " Heart, we will forget him,You and I, tonight!You must forget the warmth he gave,I will forget the light. "
4 " The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care "
5 " Till I loved I never lived. "
6 " That I shall love always, I argue theethat love is life,and life hath immortality "
7 " We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like costumes grandsires wore. "
8 " Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all. "
9 " To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else. "
10 " The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience. "
11 " We never know how high we are till we are called to rise. Then if we are true to form our statures touch the skies. "
― Emily Dickinson , The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson
12 " Tell all the Truth but tell it slant--Success in Circuit liesToo bright for our infirm DelightThe Truth's superb surpriseAs Lightning to the Children easedWith explanation kindThe Truth must dazzle graduallyOr every man be blind-- "
13 " A charm invests a faceImperfectly beheld,—The lady dare not lift her veilFor fear it be dispelled.But peers beyond her mesh,And wishes, and denies,—Lest interview annul a wantThat image satisfies. "
― Emily Dickinson , The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
14 " To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,One clover, and a bee,And revery.The revery alone will do,If bees are few. "
15 " Hope is the thing with feathersThat 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 stormThat could abash the little birdThat kept so many warm.I've heard it in the chilliest landAnd on the strangest sea;Yet, never, in extremity,It asked a crumb of me. "
16 " A great hope fellYou heard no noiseThe ruin was within. "
17 " 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 BirdThat kept so many warm -I’ve heard it in the chillest land -And on the strangest Sea -Yet - never - in Extremity,It asked a crumb - of me. "
18 " Impossibility, like wineExhilarates the manWho tastes it; PossibilityIs flavoreless. "
19 " She died--this was the way she died;And when her breath was done,Took up her simple wardrobeAnd started for the sun.Her little figure at the gateThe angels must have spied,Since I could never find herUpon the mortal side. "
― Emily Dickinson , Selected Poems
20 " I wonder if it hurts to live,And if they have to try,And whether, could they choose between,They would not rather die. "