The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care - Emily Dickinson

"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"

"PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... to find that phosphorescence, that light within, that's the genius behind poetry."

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

"That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet."

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