I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there's a pair of us? Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one's name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!

I hope your rambles have been sweet, and your reveries spacious

I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.

Till I loved I never lived.

One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place.

Hope is a thing with feathers

The sun just touched the morning; The morning, happy thing, Supposed that he had come to dwell, And life would be all spring.