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
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else. – 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
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else. – Emily Dickinson
You ask of my companions. Hills, sir, and the sundown, and a dog as large as myself that my father bought me. They are better than human beings, because they know but do not tell. – Emily Dickinson
A Letter always seemed to me like Immortality, for is it not the Mind alone, without corporeal friend? – Emily Dickinson