Assent — and you are sane — , demur — youre straightway dangerous — , and handled with a Chain — . – Emily Dickinson
I would like more sisters, that the taking out of one, might not leave such stillness. – Emily Dickinson
Assent — and you are sane — , demur — youre straightway dangerous — , and handled with a Chain — . – Emily Dickinson
I would like more sisters, that the taking out of one, might not leave such stillness. – Emily Dickinson
His Labor is a Chant — his Idleness — a Tune — oh, for a Bees experience of Clovers, and of Noon! – Emily Dickinson
To live is so starling it leaves little time for anything else. – Emily Dickinson