Quote

God gave a loaf to every bird, But just a crumb to me.

Emily Dickinson

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Emily Dickinson
Age: 55 †
Born: 1830
Born: December 10
Died: 1886
Died: May 15
Poet
Writer
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Ai-mi-li Ti-chin-sen
Emilia Dickinson
Emily Dickinson
Every
Crumb
Loaf
Crumbs
Bird
Gave
Justice

More quotes by Emily Dickinson

Image
That love is all there is, Is all we know of love.
Emily Dickinson
Image
The minister today preached about death and judgment, and what would become of those who behaved improperly - and somehow it scared me. He preached such an awful sermon I didn't think I should ever see you again until the Judgment Day. The subject of perdition seemed to please him somehow.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Such is the force of Happiness-- The Least can lift a ton Assisted by its stimulus.
Emily Dickinson
Image
The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care
Emily Dickinson
Image
The WILL is always near, dear, though the feet vary.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Success is counted sweetest / By those who ne'er succeed.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Just a turn of the doorknob, and there lies freedom.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the Culprit-Life!
Emily Dickinson
Image
The brain is wider than the sky.
Emily Dickinson
Image
I wonder if it hurts to live, And if they have to try, And whether, could they choose between, They would not rather die.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Proud of my broken heart since thou didst break it, Proud of the pain I did not feel till thee, Proud of my night since thou with moons dost slake it, Not to partake thy passion, my humility.
Emily Dickinson
Image
I could not prove the Years had feet-/Yet confident they run.
Emily Dickinson
Image
The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Love can do all but raise the Dead I doubt if even that From such a giant were withheld Were flesh equivalent But love is tired and must sleep, And hungry and must graze And so abets the shining Fleet Till it is out of gaze.
Emily Dickinson
Image
How do most people live without any thought? There are many people in the world,--you must have noticed them in the street,--how do they live? How do they get strength to put on their clothes in the morning?
Emily Dickinson
Image
The career of flowers differs from ours only inaudibleness.
Emily Dickinson
Image
I tasted life.
Emily Dickinson
Image
The hearts that never lean must fall.
Emily Dickinson
Image
Angels in the early morning may be seen the dews among. Stooping, plucking, smiling, flying. Do the buds to them belong?
Emily Dickinson
Image
The Crime, from us, is hidden, [though] he is presumed to know.
Emily Dickinson