“To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.”

Poet · 1830 – 1886

American poet whose nearly 1,800 poems, mostly unpublished in her lifetime, made her a central figure of American literature.

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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.

The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.

I dwell in possibility.

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tune without the words - and never stops at all.

If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.

Dwell in possibility.

That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.

The brain is wider than the sky.