Maxioms by Emily Dickinson
Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne'er succeed.
Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne'er succeed.
Unable are the loved to die for love is immortality.
Unable are the loved to die for love is immortality.
Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
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Much madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
'Tis the majority
In this, as all, prevails
Assent, and you are sane;
Demur,--you're straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
And so upon this wise I prayed,--
Great Spirit, give to me
A heaven not so large read more
And so upon this wise I prayed,--
Great Spirit, give to me
A heaven not so large as yours
But large enough for me.
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality read more
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotion know what it means to want to escape from these