How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
~ Emily Dickinson
Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.
Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.
Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs.
Sisters are brittle things. God was penurious with me, which makes me shrewd with Him. One is a dainty sum! One bird, one cage, one flight; one song in those far woods, as yet suspected by faith only!
Where thou art, that is home.
My friends are my estate.
That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.
Fortune befriends the bold.
Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.
There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry.
