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
Much Madness is divinest Sense — to a discerning Eye — much Sense — the starkest Madness — – Emily Dickinson
A Letter always seemed to me like Immortality, for is it not the Mind alone, without corporeal friend? – Emily Dickinson
I am going to learn to make bread tomorrow. So if you may imagine me with my sleeves rolled up, mixing flour, milk, saleratus, etc., with a deal of grace. I advise you if you dont know how to make the staff of life to learn with dispatch. – Emily Dickinson