Poetry
Quotes
The Heart asks Pleasure - first
The heart asks pleasure first And then, excuse from pain- And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering; And then, to go to sleep; And then, if it should be The will of its Inquisitor, The liberty to die. Poem by Emily Dickinson
Emily Dickinson poems
Heart, We Will Forget Him! High from the earth I heard a birdHope is the Thing With Feathers
I am alive - I guess
