Those who have not found the heaven below,
will fail of it above.
The dearest ones of time, the strongest friends of the soul--BOOKS.
Emily DickinsonTodo lo que sabemos del amor es que el amor es todo lo que hay.
Emily DickinsonTags: amor
Truth is so rare, it is delightful to tell it.
Emily DickinsonHow 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.
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.
Tags: 354
Beauty is not caused. It is.
Emily DickinsonTags: beauty
I tasted life.
Emily DickinsonThey say that 'home is where the heart is.' I think it is where the house is, and the adjacent buildings.
Emily DickinsonI 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!
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