Emily Dickinson Quotes

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.

We turn not older with years but newer every day.

I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.

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.

I must go in, the fog is rising.

A good roommate may be the single most important thing to have when one is away at school.

Bring me the sunset in a cup.

Saying nothing... sometimes says the most.

Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.

Sunrise: day's great progenitor.

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.

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

Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

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

Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit-Life!

To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place.

The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.

Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.

That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.

I dwell in possibility.

Nature is a haunted house--but Art--is a house that tries to be haunted.

Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.

Pardon My Sanity In A World Insane

The brain is wider than the sky.

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

Drab Habitation of Whom? Tabernacle or Tomb - or Dome of Worm - or Porch of Gnome - or some Elf's Catacomb?

A wounded deer leaps the highest.

A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend.

To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, -

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

If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.

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 anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.

Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

No Life can pompless pass away - The lowliest career To the same Pageant wends its way As that exalted here -

Death is a supple suitor, that wins at last. It is a stealthy wooing; conducted first by pallid innuendos and dim approach, but brave at last with bugles.

The dandelion's pallid tube Astonishes the grass, And winter instantly becomes An infinite alas.

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

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

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

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

Till I loved I never lived.

Whenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon.

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.

Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it.

If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.