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Emily Dickinson

One need not be a chamber—to be haunted—

One need not be a House—

The Brain—has Corridors surpassing 

Material Place—

Far safer, of a Midnight—meeting 

External Ghost—

Than an Interior—confronting—

That cooler—Host—

Far safer, through an Abbey—gallop—

The Stones a’chase—

Than moonless—One’s A’self encounter—

In lonesome place—

Ourself—behind Ourself—Concealed—

Should startle—most—

Assassin—hid in Our Apartment—

Be Horror’s least—

The Prudent—carries a Revolver—

He bolts the Door, 

O’erlooking a Superior Spectre

More near—

“Hope” is the thing with feathers

BY EMILY DICKINSON

“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched - they must be felt with the heart. Helen Keller

Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much. Helen Keller

Hope sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible. Helen Keller

if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss will gaze back into you.

Friedrich Nietzsche 

“Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster.  Friedrich Nietzsche