Fame is a bee.It has a song -It has a sting -Ah, too, it has a wing.
Weitere Zitate von Emily Dickinson
Zum Autor"Look back on Time, with kindly eyes -He doubtless did his best -How softly sinks that trembling sunIn Human Nature's West -."
"He ate and drank the precious words,His spirit grew robust;He knew no more that he was poor,Nor that his frame was dust.He danced along the dingy days,And this bequest of wingsWas but a book. What libertyA loosened spirit brings!"
"So bashful when I spied her!So pretty ― so ashamed!So hidden in her leafletsLest anybody find ―So breathless till I passed her ―So helpless when I turnedAnd bore her struggling, blushing,Her simple haunts beyond!For whom I robbed the Dingle ―For whom betrayed the Dell ―Many, will doubtless ask me,But I shall never tell!"
"A letter always seemed to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without corporeal friend."
"The mere sense of living is joy enough."
"The Poets light but Lamps-Themselves-go out-."