To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few. - Emily Dickinson 2 Share Now -
Sisters are brittle things. God was penurious with me, which makes me shrewd with Him. One is a dainty sum! One bird, one cage, one flight; one song in those far woods, as yet suspected by faith only! - Emily Dickinson 5 Share Now -
Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath. - Emily Dickinson 8 Share Now -
