A Word is DeadA word is deadWhen it is said,Some say.I say i... - Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems
"A Word is DeadA word is deadWhen it is said,Some say.I say it justBegins to liveThat day."
"A Word is DeadA word is deadWhen it is said,Some say.I say it justBegins to liveThat day."
"The Soul selects her own Society."
"THE soul should always stand ajar, That if the heaven inquire,He will not be obliged to wait, Or shy of troubling her.Depart, before the host has slid The bolt upon the door,To seek for the accomplished guest, -- Her visitor no more."
"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."
"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.The thought behind, I strove to joinUnto the thought before—But Sequence ravelled out of SoundLike Balls—upon a Floor."