Morning without you is a dwindled dawn. - Emily Dickinson
"Morning without you is a dwindled dawn."
"Morning without you is a dwindled dawn."
"Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all."
"Forever is composed of nows."
"Tell all the Truth but tell it slant--Success in Circuit liesToo bright for our infirm DelightThe Truth's superb surpriseAs Lightning to the Children easedWith explanation kindThe Truth must dazzle graduallyOr every man be blind--"
"I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality."
"That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet."