Quotes by : Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and....

Superiority to fate is difficult to gain 'tis not conferred of any but possible to earn.

Mine Enemy is growing old --I have at last Revenge --The Palate of the Hate departs --If any would avenge....

There is no Frigate like a book.

To lose what we never owned might seem an eccentric Bereavement but Presumption has its Affliction as....

The Poets light but Lamps-Themselves-go out-

Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.

I do not like the man who squanders life for fame give me the man who living makes a name.

PHOSPHORESCENCE. Now there's a word to lift your hat to... to find that phosphorescence, that light within,....

Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need of hell.