Dying is a wild night and a new road.
Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)
Contributed by: Zaady
For each ecstatic instant We must an anguish pay In keen and quivering ratio To the ecstasy.
Source: a collection of quotations found on the Internet.
Our journey had advanced; Our feet were almost come To that odd fork in Being's road, Eternity by term.
Source: “Our Journey had Advanced”
Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.
You remember my ideal cat has always a huge rat in its mouth, just going out of sight - though going out of sight in itself has a peculiar pleasure.
Source: Selected Poems and Letters of Emily Dickinson
How much can come And much can go, And yet abide the world!
Source: There came a Wind
To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
Surgeons must be very careful, When they take the knife!, Underneath their fine incisions, Stirs the Culprit - Life!
Source: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, no. 108, ed. Thomas H. Johnson, 1955.
Let us go in; the fog is rising.
Source: Attributed last words; in A Certain World, Words, Last, by W. H. Auden, 1970.
After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs.
Source: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, no. 341, ed. Thomas H. Johnson, 1955.
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