Emily Dickinson — "The Heart asks Pleasure – first – And then – Excuse from Pain – And then – those…"
The Heart asks Pleasure – first – And then – Excuse from Pain – And then – those little Anodynes That deaden suffering –
The Heart asks Pleasure – first – And then – Excuse from Pain – And then – those little Anodynes That deaden suffering –
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"The Way I read a Book – is not with Eye – But with a Mind – that understands – And feels – and thinks – and knows –"
"After great pain, a formal feeling comes – The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs – The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, And Yesterday, or Centuries before?"
"They shut me up in Prose — As when a little Girl / They put me in the Closet — Because they liked me 'still' —"
"If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the …"
"The only way to be immortal is to die."
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