More quotes by Emily Dickinson

"Forever is composed of nows."
"There's a certain slant of light,On winter afternoons,That oppresses, like the weightOf cathedral tunes."
"The bustle in a houseThe morning after deathIs solemnest of industriesEnacted upon earth,--The sweeping up the heart,And putting love awayWe shall not want to use againUntil eternity"
"I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality."
"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.He danced along the dingy days,And this bequest of wingsWas but a book. What libertyA loosened spirit brings!"