EMILY DICKINSON

I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.

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

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

It is better to be the hammer than the anvil.

Fortune befriends the bold.

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

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

Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.

To whom the mornings are like nights, What must the midnights be?

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

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

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

Forever is composed of nows.

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

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

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

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

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

The Brain is wider than the sky.

To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.

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

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

A wounded deer leaps the highest.

Dwell in possibility.

People who talk about their dreams are actually trying to tell you things about themselves they’d never admit in normal conversation.

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
 To the last syllable of recorded time;
 And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
 That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
 And then is heard no more. It is a tale
 Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
 Signifying nothing.

Told me you love me,
that I’d never die alone hand over your heart,
let's go home everyone noticed,
everyone has seen the signs
I’ve always been known to cross lines

it'll be okay,
because in the end,
it has to be
and when the sky crashes down,
know that you will only be drenched in blue
and
this is not a catastrophe.

There's a reason to live and there's a reason to die. There's a reason to stay and there's a reason to fly. You don't know what you want but you can't say goodbye. There's a reason to give and there's a reason to try now. It's all gone and you're feeling alone. You can't look back but you can't go home.

I always fall in love with an open door, with a horizon on an endless sea.

I walk awhile before I sleep,
count the secrets that I keep.
I hope for more, I know for sure
I fall apart before I weep.
I disconnect the telephone,
cause I can choose to be alone.
I'll get more done, I'll have some fun,
pretend you're not the only one.

Take all your plans, turn it into something you were missing.

"When you come to the edge of all the light you have, and you must take a step into the darkness of the unknown, believe that one of two things will happen to you--either there will be something solid for you to stand on or you will be taught how to fly."

The reason it hurts so much to separate
is because our souls are connected.

Do you always have to have a purpose? Do you always have to be so damn serious? Can't you ever do things without reason, just like everybody else? You're so serious, so old. Everything's important with you. Everything's great, significant in some way, every minute, even when you keep still. Can't you ever be comfortable--and unimportant?

in a snowy orchard with the golden apples with the wolf's eyes on me.

Well, see what you want to see
You should see it all
Well, take what you want from me
You deserve it all
Nine times out of ten
Our hearts just get dissolved
Well, I want a better place
Or just a better way to fall
But one time out of ten
Everything is perfect for us all
Well, I want a better place
Or just a better way to fall

Life is one big question when you're staring at the clock

Told me you love me,
that I’d never die alone hand over your heart,
let's go home everyone noticed,
everyone has seen the signs
I’ve always been known to cross lines

You’ve got too much to wear on your sleeves.

If you lived here,
You would be home now.

“Believe me! The secret of reaping the greatest fruitfulness and the greatest enjoyment from life is to live dangerously!”

The reason it hurts so much to separate
is because our souls are connected.

"Do you always have to have a purpose? Do you always have to be so damn serious? Can't you ever do things without reason, just like everybody else? You're so serious, so old. Everything's important with you. Everything's great, significant in some way, every minute, even when you keep still. Can't you ever be comfortable--and unimportant?"

Run baby run I won't catch you, Mumble is too fast for me.

Grant my last request and just let me hold you.
Don’t shrug your shoulders, lay down beside me.
Sure, I can accept that we're going nowhere...
but, one last time... let's go there. Lay down beside me.

I’m in a rusted car bound to get lost.

All the traffic lights blur into a bright bouquet.

"I can tell by the way he's edging closer that he wants to take my hand. I've always drawn the line on that. Kissing in public is one thing. It means you're hot for each other. But hand holding is in another league. It means couple. It means commitment. It means I'd better fill up my tank because I'm going to drive a hundred miles in the opposite direction."

As contagious as sin and you're gone.

You used to be one of the rotten ones and I liked you for that
now you're all gone got your make-up on
and you're not coming back
won't you come back?
Bleachin' your teeth, smilin' flash,
talking trash under my window,
park that car,
drop that phone,
sleep on the floor,
dream about me.

The last time that i saw you
August of 99 i should have had my hammer
and a few rusty spikes.

You must have chaos within you to give birth to a dancing star.

And you won't know when you die if you've been cheated...
cheated or spared.

Monday morning, Monday morning
and I'm thinking all about you.
Monday afternoon, it's the same old thing.
Monday evening, Monday evening and
I really need to see you but
you're afraid of something different.
I'm afraid this could be perfect.

“I still live, I still think: I still have to live, for I still have to think.”

Come for the week, you can sleep in my bed and pass through my life like a dream through my head. it will be easy. I’ll make it easy.

'It don't matter.' It was as if she were renouncing the world itself just in order to make nothing of some offense to her.

It was gold, it should have been gold.