Feathers Emily Dickinson Quotes

Hope is a thing with feathers... ~ Emily Dickinson

Beauty crowds me till I die. ~ Emily Dickinson

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

The truth must dazzle gradually or every man be blind. Emily Dickinson ~ Eugene H. Peterson

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

I was almost persuaded to be a Christian. I thought I never again could be thoughtless and worldly. But I soon forgot my morning prayer or else it was irksome to me. One by one my old habits returned and I cared less for religion than ever. ~ Emily Dickinson

I ASKED no other thing,
No other was denied.
I offered Being for it;
The mighty merchant smiled.
Brazil? He twirled a button,
Without a glance my way:
But, madam, is there nothing else
That we can show to-day? ~ Emily Dickinson

A soft Sea washed around the House A Sea of Summer Air And rose and fell the magic Planks That sailed without a care - For Captain was the Butterfly For Helmsman was the Bee And an entire universe For the delighted crew. ~ Emily Dickinson

Down Time's quaint stream
Without an oar
We are enforced to sail
Our Port a secret
Our Perchance a Gale
What Skipper would
Incur the Risk
What Buccaneer would ride
Without a surety from the Wind
Or schedule of the Tide ~ Emily Dickinson

There are children on the island who go barefoot all summer and wear feathers in their hair, the Volkswagen vans in which their parents arrived in the '70s turning to rust in the forest. Every year there are approximately two hundred days of rain. There's a village of sorts by the ferry terminal: a general store with one gas pump, a health-food store, a real-estate office, an elementary school with sixty students, a community hall with two massive carved mermaids holding hands to form an archway over the front door and a tiny library attached. The rest of the island is mostly rock and forest, narrow roads with dirt driveways disappearing into the trees. ~ Emily St. John Mandel

It is finished, is never said of us ~ Emily Dickinson

Faith-is the pierless bridge supporting what We see unto the scene that we do not. ~ Emily Dickinson

To lose what we never owned might seem an eccentric Bereavement but Presumption has its Affliction as actually as Claim
~ Emily Dickinson

A wounded dear leaps the highest ~ Emily Dickinson

The Soul selects her own Society. ~ Emily Dickinson

So from the mould
Scarlet and Gold
Many a Bulb will rise --
Hidden away, cunningly,
From sagacious eyes.

So from Cocoon
Many a Worm
Leap so Highland gay,
Peasants like me --
Peasants like Thee,
Gaze perplexedly! ~ Emily Dickinson

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

Love can do all but raise the Dead. ~ Emily Dickinson

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

Death is the common right Of toads and men, - Of earl and midge The privilege. Why swagger then? The gnat's supremacy Is large as thine. ~ Emily Dickinson

I had a daily bliss
I half indifferent viewed,
Till sudden I perceived it stir, -
It grew as I pursued,

Till when, around a crag,
It wasted from my sight,
Enlarged beyond my utmost scope,
I learned its sweetness right. ~ Emily Dickinson

Bring me the sunset in a cup. ~ Emily Dickinson

And then I heard them lift a box, And creak across my soul With those same boots of lead, again, Then space began to toll. ~ Emily Dickinson

I have so many favorite writers, it's very hard to select a few ... of classic writers, I have always admired Emily Dickinson and Henry David Thoreau. ~ Joyce Carol Oates

IX. The heart asks pleasure first, And then, excuse from pain; And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering; And then, to go to sleep; And then, if it should be The will of its Inquisitor, The liberty to die. ~ Emily Dickinson

LOVE'S BAPTISM. I'm ceded, I've stopped being theirs; The name they dropped upon my face With water, in the country church, Is finished using now, And they can put it with my dolls, My childhood, and the string of spools I've finished threading too. Baptized before without the choice, But this time consciously, of grace Unto supremest name, Called to my full, the crescent dropped, Existence's whole arc filled up With one small diadem. My second rank, too small the first, Crowned, crowing on my father's breast, A half unconscious queen; But this time, adequate, erect, With will to choose or to reject. And I choose - just a throne. ~ Emily Dickinson

We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like costumes grandsires wore. ~ Emily Dickinson

Not one of all the purple host Who took the flag to-day Can tell the definition So clear of victory, As he, defeated, dying, On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Break agonized and clear. ~ Emily Dickinson

I work to drive the awe away, yet awe impels the work. ~ Emily Dickinson

I miss you, mourn for you, and walk the streets alone- often at night, beside, I fall asleep in tears, for your dear face, yet not one word comes back to me. If it is finished, tell me, and I will raise the lid to my box of Phantoms, and lay one more love in; but if it lives and beats still, still lives and beats for me, then say so, and I will strike the strings to one more strain of happiness before I die. ~ Emily Dickinson

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

Beauty crowds me till I die." Emily Dickinson ~ Emily Dickinson