Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate. – Emily Dickinson
I like a look of Agony, because I know its true — men do not sham Convulsion, nor simulate, a Throe — – Emily Dickinson
Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate. – Emily Dickinson
I like a look of Agony, because I know its true — men do not sham Convulsion, nor simulate, a Throe — – Emily Dickinson
I would like more sisters, that the taking out of one, might not leave such stillness. – Emily Dickinson
They might not need me but they might. Ill let my head be just in sight a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity. – Emily Dickinson