After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs. – Emily Dickinson
To fight aloud is very brave, but gallanter, I know, who charge within the bosom, the Cavalry of Woe. – Emily Dickinson
After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs. – Emily Dickinson
To fight aloud is very brave, but gallanter, I know, who charge within the bosom, the Cavalry of Woe. – Emily Dickinson
Truth is such a rare thing, it is delightful to tell it. – Emily Dickinson