Emily Dickinson's Quotes

Fortune befriends the bold.

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

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

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

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

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

Beauty is not caused. It is.

Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.

My friends are my estate.

He ate and drank the precious Words, his Spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, nor that his frame was Dust.

People need hard times and oppression to develop psychic muscles.

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

Behavior is what a man does, not what he thinks, feels, or believes.

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

Where thou art, that is home.

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

A wounded deer leaps the highest.

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

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse.

A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day.

How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!

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

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

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

Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.

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

Saying nothing... sometimes says the most.

Nature is our eldest mother; she will do no harm.

It is better to be the hammer than the anvil.

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

Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.