A Letter always seemed to me like Immortality, for is it not the Mind alone, without corporeal friend? – Emily Dickinson
After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs. – Emily Dickinson

A Letter always seemed to me like Immortality, for is it not the Mind alone, without corporeal friend? – Emily Dickinson
After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs. – Emily Dickinson
Much Madness is divinest Sense — to a discerning Eye — much Sense — the starkest Madness — – Emily Dickinson
Find ecstasy in life the mere sense of living is joy enough. – Emily Dickinson