Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate. – Emily Dickinson
The pedigree of honey does not concern the bee, a clover, anytime, to him, is aristocracy. – Emily Dickinson
Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate. – Emily Dickinson
The pedigree of honey does not concern the bee, a clover, anytime, to him, is aristocracy. – Emily Dickinson
I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven. – Emily Dickinson
Luck is not chance, its toil fortunes expensive smile is earned. – Emily Dickinson