I felt it shelter to speak to you. – Emily Dickinson
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought. – Emily Dickinson
I felt it shelter to speak to you. – Emily Dickinson
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought. – Emily Dickinson
The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on. – Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality. – Emily Dickinson