For love is immortality. – Emily Dickinson
His Labor is a Chant — his Idleness — a Tune — oh, for a Bees experience of Clovers, and of Noon! – Emily Dickinson

For love is immortality. – Emily Dickinson
His Labor is a Chant — his Idleness — a Tune — oh, for a Bees experience of Clovers, and of Noon! – Emily Dickinson
Find ecstasy in life the mere sense of living is joy enough. – Emily Dickinson
A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend. – Emily Dickinson