My life closed twice before its close Emily Dickinson More Quotes by Emily Dickinson More Quotes From Emily Dickinson Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it. Emily Dickinson truthinspiringinspirational Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane Emily Dickinson sanityinsaneworld You can stay young as long as you learn. Emily Dickinson learningmotivationalinspirational Some keep the Sabbath going to church, I keep it staying at home, with a bobolink for a chorister, and an orchard for a dome. Emily Dickinson gardeningnaturehome Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul. Emily Dickinson wiseinspirationallife You don't have to be a house to be haunted. Emily Dickinson house I am out with lanterns, looking for myself. Emily Dickinson lanterns If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain. Emily Dickinson inspirationallovelife The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience. Emily Dickinson womenwritinginspirational Beauty is not caused. It is. Emily Dickinson beautychildren 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. Emily Dickinson bullyingvoicesilence Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate. Emily Dickinson ficklecookingidols Good times are always mutual; that is what makes good times. Emily Dickinson mutualgood-timespleasure Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality. Emily Dickinson emotionalspiritualdeath The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on. Emily Dickinson poetlightgoes-on PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that's the genius behind poetry. Emily Dickinson hatsgeniuslight My life closed twice before its close; Emily Dickinson encouragementheavendeath I could not stop for death and he did not stop for me. Emily Dickinson dyingdeath 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! Emily Dickinson squirrelsnewsrose The brain is wider than the sky. Emily Dickinson learningskyinspirational
