Fortune befriends the bold.

Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.

I dwell in possibility.

Beauty is not caused. It is.

Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.

I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.

Celebrity is the chastisement of merit and the punishment of talent.

God is not so wary as we, else He would give us no friends, lest we forget Him! The charms of the heaven in the bush are superseded, I fear, by the heaven in the hand, occasionally.

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

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

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

Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.

Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.

Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.

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.

How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!

If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.

There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry.

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.

Tell the truth, but tell it slant.

Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.

Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.

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

I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.

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!

Where thou art, that is home.

I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.

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

Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.

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

They might not need me; but they might. I'll let my head be just in sight; a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity.