Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath. – Emily Dickinson
The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on. – Emily Dickinson

Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath. – Emily Dickinson
The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on. – Emily Dickinson
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else. – Emily Dickinson