They might not need me but they might. Ill let my head be just in sight a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity. – Emily Dickinson
Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed. – Emily Dickinson
They might not need me but they might. Ill let my head be just in sight a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity. – Emily Dickinson
Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed. – Emily Dickinson
The poet lights the light and fades away. But the light goes on and on. – Emily Dickinson
After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs. – Emily Dickinson