Emily Dickinson, Maxioms by Emily Dickinson Biography

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His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
Oh, for a bee's experience
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His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
Oh, for a bee's experience
Of clovers and of noon!

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

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If it wasn't for dogs, some people would never go for a walk.

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

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Anger as soon as fed is dead — 'Tis starving makes it fat.

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