Emily Dickinson
- Superiority to fate is difficult to gain, tis not conferred of any, but possible to earn.
- Dying is a wild night and a new road.
- Love is anterior to life posterior to death initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
- A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just beings to live that day.
- If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.
- For each ecstatic instant we must an anguish pay in keen and quivering ratio to the ecstasy.
- Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door.
- Celebrity is the chastisement of merit and the punishment of talent.
- Beauty is not caused. It is.
- To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
- Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.
- Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.
- A wounded deer leaps the highest.
- Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words and never stops at all.
- Behavior is what a man does, not what he thinks, feels, or believes.
- Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.
- Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.
- Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
- The hearts that never lean must fall.
- Fame is a bee It has a song - it has a sting - ah, too, it has a wing.
- Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
- The mere sense of living is joy enough.
- Anger as soon as fed is dead - Tis starving makes it fat.
- My friends are my estate.
- Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.
- Eden is that old - fashioned house we dwell in every day without suspecting our abode until we drive away.
- The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
- The brain is wider than the sky.
- Where thou art, that is home.
- The pedigree of honey does not concern the bee; a clover, anytime, to him is aristocracy.
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