Top 528 Quotes & Sayings by Emily Dickinson - Page 2

I imagine therefore I belong and am free.

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.

I could not stop for death and he did not stop for me.

Forever - is composed of Nows - 'Tis not a different time... Let Months dissolve in further Months - And Years - exhale in Years.

The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care

We turn not older with years but newer every day.

The power to console is not within corporeal reach - though its attempt is precious.

There is always one thing to be grateful for - that one is one's self and not somebody else.

I dwell in possibilities .

Wonder is not precisely knowing.

Those who have not found the heaven below, will fail of it above.

Remorse is memory awake.

That love is all there is, Is all we know of love.

Afraid? Of whom am I afraid? Not death. For who is he?

To be alive??is Power.

Until you have loved, you cannot become yourself.

Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.

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.

The WILL is always near, dear, though the feet vary.

Bring me the sunset in a cup.

The career of flowers differs from ours only inaudibleness.

The soul selects her own society, Then shuts the door; On her divine majority Obtrude no more.

I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still... I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.

The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.

I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.

One step at a time is all it takes to get you there.

The past is not a package one can lay away.

The Soul selects her own Society.

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.

Love is its own rescue; for we, at our supremest, are but its trembling emblems.

I have an appetite for silence.

If I can stop one heart from breaking…” Emily Dickinson If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain.

Hold dear to your parents for it is a scary and confusing world without them.

Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane

Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times.

I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there's a pair of us? Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one's name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!

I felt it shelter to speak to you.

We both believe, and disbelieve a hundred times an hour, which keeps believing nimble.

We meet no Stranger, but Ourself.

Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.

How much can come And much can go, And yet abide the world!

The only Commandment I ever obeyed — 'Consider the Lilies.

The sailor cannot see the north / but knows the needle can.

To travel far, there is no better ship than a book.

I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.

You can stay young as long as you learn.

The possible's slow fuse is lit by the Imagination.

I dwell in possiblities.

Expectation is contentment - Gain satiety.

The lovely flowers embarrass me. They make me regret I am not a bee.

I must go in, the fog is rising.

I am nobody! Who are you? Are you a nobody, too?

This is my letter to the world That never wrote to me

Opinion is a flitting thing But Truth outlasts the Sun.

My life closed twice before its close; It yet remains to see If Immortality unveil A third event to me, So huge, so hopeless to conceive, As these that twice befell. Parting is all we know of heaven, And all we need of hell.

If you take care of the small things, the big things take care of themselves. You can gain more control over your life by paying closer attention to the little things.

PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that's the genius behind poetry.

To ignore or use silence is a cruel tool. Hence this quote: Silence is all we dread; there's ransom in a voice; but silence is infinity.

You don't have to be a house to be haunted.

I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, "That must have been the sun!