His mind of man, a secret makes I meet him with a start he carries a circumference in which I have no part. – Emily Dickinson
A Letter always seemed to me like Immortality, for is it not the Mind alone, without corporeal friend? – Emily Dickinson

His mind of man, a secret makes I meet him with a start he carries a circumference in which I have no part. – Emily Dickinson
A Letter always seemed to me like Immortality, for is it not the Mind alone, without corporeal friend? – Emily Dickinson
Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought. – Emily Dickinson
To live is so starling it leaves little time for anything else. – Emily Dickinson