Emily Dickinson
Emily Dickinson
Emily Elizabeth Dickinsonwas an American poet. Dickinson was born in Amherst, Massachusetts. Although part of a prominent family with strong ties to its community, Dickinson lived much of her life highly introverted. After studying at the Amherst Academy for seven years in her youth, she briefly attended the Mount Holyoke Female Seminary before returning to her family's house in Amherst. Considered an eccentric by locals, she developed a noted penchant for white clothing and became known for her reluctance to...
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth10 December 1830
CityAmherst, MA
Love is its own rescue; for we, at our supremest, are but its trembling emblems.
We outgrow love like other things and put it in a drawer, till it an antique fashion shows like costumes grandsires wore.
Till it has loved, no man or woman can become itself.
Love is like life-merely longer.
When a Lover is a Beggar Abject is his Knee. When a Lover is an Owner Different is he...
Unable are the Loved to die For Love is Immortality, Nay, it is Deity - Unable they that love - to die For Love reforms Vitality Into Divinity.
Love is everything. And that's all we know about it.
Had we less to say to those we love, perhaps we should say it oftener.
Write me of hope and love, and hearts that endured.
Love can do all but raise the Dead I doubt if even that From such a giant were withheld Were flesh equivalent But love is tired and must sleep, And hungry and must graze And so abets the shining Fleet Till it is out of gaze.
I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still... I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.
For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
Behold this little Bane- The Boon of all alive- As common as it is unknown The name of it is Love.
Love is done when Loves begun, Sages say, But have Sages known?