The possible's slow fuse is lit by the Imagination. Emily Dickinson More Quotes by Emily Dickinson More Quotes From Emily Dickinson Existence has overpowered Books. Today I slew a Mushroom. Emily Dickinson mushrooms today book This is the Hour of Lead- Remembered, if outlived, As freezing persons, recollect the Snow- First-Chill-then Stupor- then the letting go--- Emily Dickinson letting-go snow firsts To see her is a picture- To hear her is a tune- To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June- To know her not-Affliction- To own her for a Friend A warmth as near as if the the Sun Were shining in your Hand. Emily Dickinson june shining hands You cannot put a fire out! A thing that can ignite can go itself- without a flame- E'en through the darkest night! Emily Dickinson flames fire night I felt a Cleaving in my Mind- As if my Brain had split- I tried to match it- Seam by Seam- But could not make it fit. Emily Dickinson splits mind brain Tis not that dieing hurts us so- tis living- hurts us more. Emily Dickinson hurt The Heart is the Capital of the Mind— The Mind is a single State— The Heart and the Mind together make A single Continent— One—is the Population— Numerous enough— This ecstatic Nation Seek—it is Yourself. Emily Dickinson mind together heart An ear can break a human heart As quickly as a spear, We wish the ear had not a heart So dangerously near. Emily Dickinson ears wish heart The brain is wider than the sky, For, put them side by side, The one the other will include With ease, and you beside. Emily Dickinson ease brain sky Love is its own rescue; for we, at our supremest, are but its trembling emblems. Emily Dickinson emblems trembling love-is My business is circumference. Emily Dickinson Judge tenderly of me. Emily Dickinson judging I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of Joy Breaks up my feet -- And I tip -- drunken -- Let no Pebble -- smile -- 'Twas the New Liquor -- That was all! Emily Dickinson grief feet joy She died--this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side. Emily Dickinson angel done simple How happy is the little stone That rambles in the road alone, And doesn't care about careers, And exigencies never fears; Whose coat of elemental brown A passing universe put on; And independent as the sun, Associates or glows alone, Fulfilling absolute decree In casual simplicity. Emily Dickinson simplicity independent careers AMPLE make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress straight, Be its pillow round; Let no sunrise’ yellow noise Interrupt this ground. Emily Dickinson sunrise waiting yellow Faith—is the Pierless Bridge Supporting what We see Unto the Scene that We do not— Too slender for the eye It bears the Soul as bold As it were rocked in Steel With Arms of Steel at either side— It joins—behind the Veil To what, could We presume The Bridge would cease to be To Our far, vacillating Feet A first Necessity. Emily Dickinson eye bridges feet The Brain - is wider than the Sky - For - put them side by side - The one the other will contain With ease - and You - beside - The Brain is deeper than the sea - For- hold them - Blue to Blue - The one the other will absorb - As Sponges - Buckets - do - The Brain is just the weight of God - For - Heft them - Pound for Pound - And they will differ - if they do - As Syllable from Sound. Emily Dickinson sea sky blue I am nobody! Who are you? Are you a nobody, too? Emily Dickinson bogs The only secret people keep is immortality. Emily Dickinson immortality secret people
