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'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so this side the victory!

Emily Dickinson

Joy
2

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

Emily Dickinson

Words
3

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

Emily Dickinson
4

A wounded deer leaps the highest.

Emily Dickinson

Adversity
5

After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs.

Emily Dickinson

Pain
6

Anger as soon as fed is dead; 'Tis starving makes it fat.

Emily Dickinson

Anger
7

Assent -- and you are sane -- , demur -- you're straightway dangerous -- , and handled with a Chain -- .

Emily Dickinson

Dissent
8

Beauty is not caused. It is.

Emily Dickinson

Beauty
9

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

Emily Dickinson

Death and Dying
10

Death is a Dialogue between, the Spirit and the Dust.

Emily Dickinson

Death and Dying
11

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

Emily Dickinson

Home
12

Dying is a wild night and a new road.

Emily Dickinson

Death and Dying
13

Faith is a fine invention when Gentleman can see -- but microscopes are prudent in an emergency

Emily Dickinson

Science and Scientists
14

Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.

Emily Dickinson

Fame
15

Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.

Emily Dickinson

Boldness
16

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.

Emily Dickinson

Books and Reading
17

Heaven is so far of the mind that were the mind dissolved -- the site of it by architect could not again be proved.

Emily Dickinson

Heaven
18

His Labor is a Chant -- his Idleness -- a Tune -- oh, for a Bee's experience of Clovers, and of Noon!

Emily Dickinson

Insect
19

His mind of man, a secret makes I meet him with a start he carries a circumference in which I have no part.

Emily Dickinson

Secrets
20

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

Emily Dickinson

Hope
21

I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.

Emily Dickinson

Love
22

I dwell in Possibility.

Emily Dickinson

Possibilities
23

I like a look of Agony, because I know it's true -- men do not sham Convulsion, nor simulate, a Throe --

Emily Dickinson

Suffering
24

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

Emily Dickinson

Heart
25

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson

Poetry and Poets
26

Let us go in; the fog is rising.

Emily Dickinson

Death and Dying
27

Luck is not chance, it is toil. Fortune is expensive smile is earned.

Emily Dickinson

Luck
28

Much Madness is divinest Sense -- to a discerning Eye -- much Sense -- the starkest Madness --

Emily Dickinson

Madness
29

Nature, like us is sometimes caught without her diadem.

Emily Dickinson

Nature
30

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

Emily Dickinson

Opportunity
31

Of Consciousness, her awful Mate. The Soul cannot be rid -- as easy the secreting her behind the Eyes of God.

Emily Dickinson

Consciousness
32

Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.

Emily Dickinson

Farewells
33

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those we have personality and emotion know what it means to want to escape from these things.

Emily Dickinson

Poetry and Poets
34

Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.

Emily Dickinson

Success
35

Surgeons must be very careful. When they take the knife!, underneath their fine incisions, stirs the Culprit -- Life!

Emily Dickinson

Physician
36

Tell the truth, but tell it slant.

Emily Dickinson

Truth
37

The abdication of belief makes the behavior small -- better an ignis fatuus than no illume at all.

Emily Dickinson

Belief
38

The Brain is wider than the sky-.

Emily Dickinson

Mind
39

The fog is rising.

Emily Dickinson

Famous last words
40

There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry.

Emily Dickinson

Books and Reading
41

To fight aloud is very brave, but gallanter, I know, who charge within the bosom, the Cavalry of Woe.

Emily Dickinson

Sorrow
42

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

Emily Dickinson

Present
43

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

Emily Dickinson

Truth
44

We never know how high we are till we are called to rise; and then, if we are true to plan, our stature's touch the skies.

Emily Dickinson

Possibilities
45

Where thou art, that is home.

Emily Dickinson

Home
46

Will you tell me my fault, frankly as to yourself, for I had rather wince, than die. Men do not call the surgeon to commend the bone, but to set it, Sir.

Emily Dickinson

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'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy! If I should fail, what poverty! And yet, as poor as I Have ventured all upon a throw; Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so this side the victory!

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

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

A wounded deer leaps the highest.

After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs.

Anger as soon as fed is dead; 'Tis starving makes it fat.

Assent -- and you are sane -- , demur -- you're straightway dangerous -- , and handled with a Chain -- .

Beauty is not caused. It is.

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

Death is a Dialogue between, the Spirit and the Dust.

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

Dying is a wild night and a new road.

Faith is a fine invention when Gentleman can see -- but microscopes are prudent in an emergency

Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.

Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.

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.

Heaven is so far of the mind that were the mind dissolved -- the site of it by architect could not again be proved.

His Labor is a Chant -- his Idleness -- a Tune -- oh, for a Bee's experience of Clovers, and of Noon!

His mind of man, a secret makes I meet him with a start he carries a circumference in which I have no part.

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

I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.

I dwell in Possibility.

I like a look of Agony, because I know it's true -- men do not sham Convulsion, nor simulate, a Throe --

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

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Let us go in; the fog is rising.

Luck is not chance, it is toil. Fortune is expensive smile is earned.

Much Madness is divinest Sense -- to a discerning Eye -- much Sense -- the starkest Madness --

Nature, like us is sometimes caught without her diadem.

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

Of Consciousness, her awful Mate. The Soul cannot be rid -- as easy the secreting her behind the Eyes of God.

Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those we have personality and emotion know what it means to want to escape from these things.

Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.

Surgeons must be very careful. When they take the knife!, underneath their fine incisions, stirs the Culprit -- Life!

Tell the truth, but tell it slant.

The abdication of belief makes the behavior small -- better an ignis fatuus than no illume at all.

The Brain is wider than the sky-.

The fog is rising.

There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry.

To fight aloud is very brave, but gallanter, I know, who charge within the bosom, the Cavalry of Woe.

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

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

We never know how high we are till we are called to rise; and then, if we are true to plan, our stature's touch the skies.

Where thou art, that is home.

Will you tell me my fault, frankly as to yourself, for I had rather wince, than die. Men do not call the surgeon to commend the bone, but to set it, Sir.