Top 500 Emily Dickinson Quotes (2024 Update)
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151. “No ladder needs the bird but skies To situate its wings, Nor any leaders grim baton Arraigns it as it sings.”

— Emily Dickinson

152. “To see her is a picture- To hear her is a tune- To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June- To know her not-Affliction- To own her for a Friend A warmth as near as if the the Sun Were shining in your Hand.”

— Emily Dickinson

153. “Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.”

— Emily Dickinson

154. “To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.”

— Emily Dickinson

155. “Longing, it may be, is the gift no other gift supplies.”

— Emily Dickinson

156. “I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: “‘T will keep.” I woke and chid my honest fingers, – The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.”

— Emily Dickinson

157. “Hope is a thing with feathers.”

— Emily Dickinson

158. “Split the Lark – and you’ll find the Music, Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled.”

— Emily Dickinson

159. “It is easy to work when the soul is at play.”

— Emily Dickinson

160. “She died – this was the way she died; And when her breath was done, Took up her simple wardrobe And started for the sun. Her little figure at the gate The angels must have spied, Since I could never find her Upon the mortal side.”

— Emily Dickinson

161. “Non esiste un vascello veloce come un libro per portarci in terre lontane.”

— Emily Dickinson

162. “How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one’s name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!”

— Emily Dickinson

163. “Here is a little forest Whose leaf is ever green; Here is a brighter garden, Where not a frost has been; In its unfading flowers I hear the bright bee hum; Prithee, my brother, Into my garden come!”

— Emily Dickinson

164. “How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!”

— Emily Dickinson

165. “Whenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon.”

— Emily Dickinson

166. “Memory is a strange Bell – Jubilee, and Knell.”

— Emily Dickinson

167. “I wish you a kinder sea.”

— Emily Dickinson

168. “I am one of the lingering bad ones, and so do I slink away, and pause, and ponder, and ponder, and pause, and do work without knowing why – not surely for this brief world, and more sure it is not for heaven – and I ask what this message of Christ means.”

— Emily Dickinson

169. “The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on.”

— Emily Dickinson

170. “Take all away from me, but leave me Ecstasy, And I am richer then than all my Fellow Men-.”

— Emily Dickinson

171. “To ignore or use silence is a cruel tool. Hence this quote: Silence is all we dread; there’s ransom in a voice; but silence is infinity.”

— Emily Dickinson

172. “A Murmur in the Trees – to note – Not loud enough – for Wind – A Star – not far enough to seek – Nor near enough – to find.”

— Emily Dickinson

173. “Since I have no sweet flower to send you, I enclose my heart; a little one, sunburnt, half broken sometimes, yet close as the spaniel, to it’s friends.”

— Emily Dickinson

174. “A death-blow is a life-blow to some Who, till they died, did not alive become; Who, had they lived, had died, but when They died, vitality begun.”

— Emily Dickinson

175. “My only sketch, profile, of Heaven is a large blue sky, and larger than the biggest I have seen in June – and in it are my friends – every one of them.”

— Emily Dickinson

176. “Beauty is not caused, it is; Chase it and it ceases, Chase it not and it abides...”

— Emily Dickinson

177. “She rose to his requirement, dropped The playthings of her life To take the honorable work Of woman and of wife.”

— Emily Dickinson

178. “Action is redemption.”

— Emily Dickinson

179. “A Letter is a Joy of Earth – It is denied the Gods.”

— Emily Dickinson

180. “I miss you, mourn for you, and walk the streets alone- often at night, beside, I fall asleep in tears, for your dear face, yet not one word comes back to me. If it is finished, tell me, and I will raise the lid to my box of Phantoms, and lay one more love in; but if it lives and beats still, still lives and beats for me, then say so, and I will strike the strings to one more strain of happiness before I die.”

— Emily Dickinson

181. “Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate, Whose table once a Guest, but not The second time, is set. Whose crumbs the crows inspect, And with ironic caw Flap past it to the Farmer’s corn; Men eat of it and die.”

— Emily Dickinson

182. “Sunrise: day’s great progenitor.”

— Emily Dickinson

183. “Inebriate of air am I, And debauchee of dew, Reeling, through endless summer days, From inns of molten blue.”

— Emily Dickinson

184. “God is indeed a jealous God. He cannot bear to see, that we had rather not with him, but with each other play.”

— Emily Dickinson

185. “The mountain at a given distance In amber lies; Approached, the amber flits a little, – And that’s the skies!”

— Emily Dickinson

186. “Narcotics cannot still the tooth. That Nibbles at the soul.”

— Emily Dickinson

187. “No hay mejor fragata que un libro para llevarnos a tierras lejanas.”

— Emily Dickinson

188. “Home is so far from home.”

— Emily Dickinson

189. “I had no monarch in my life, and cannot rule myself; and when I try to organize, my little force explodes and leaves me bare and charred.”

— Emily Dickinson

190. “LOOK back on time with kindly eyes, He doubtless did his best; How softly sinks his trembling sun In human nature’s west!”

— Emily Dickinson

191. “Nature, like us is sometimes caught without her diadem.”

— Emily Dickinson

192. “I wonder if it hurts to live, And if they have to try, And whether, could they choose between, They would not rather die.”

— Emily Dickinson

193. “Assent – and you are sane – Demur – and you’re straightaway dangerous – and handled with a chain.”

— Emily Dickinson

194. “Love can do all but raise the Dead.”

— Emily Dickinson

195. “I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.”

— Emily Dickinson

196. “Portraits are to daily faces As an evening west To a fine, pedantic sunshine In a satin vest.”

— Emily Dickinson

197. “These are the days when birds come back, a very few, a Bird or two, to take a backward look.”

— Emily Dickinson

198. “Beauty crowds me till I die. Beauty, mercy have on me! Yet if I expire to-day Let it be in sight of thee!”

— Emily Dickinson

199. “The career of flowers differs from ours only inaudibleness.”

— Emily Dickinson

200. “That short, potential stir That each can make but once, That bustle so illustrious Tis almost consequence, Is the eclat of death.”

— Emily Dickinson