More quotes by Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems

"A precious, mouldering pleasure ’t is To meet an antique book, In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think."
"I felt a Cleaving in my Mind—As if my Brain had split—I tried to match it—Seam by Seam—But could not make it fit."
"One need not be a chamber to be haunted."
"The Soul selects her own Society."
"Not knowing when the dawn will comeI open every door."