Opinion is a fitting thing but truth outlasts the sun - if then we cannot own them both, possess the oldest one.
Emily DickinsonI held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers,โ The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
Emily DickinsonWe dream โ it is good we are dreaming โ It would hurt us โ were we awake โ But since it is playing โ kill us, And we are playing โ shriek โ What harm? Men die โ externally โ It is a truth โ of Blood โ But we โ are dying in Drama โ And Drama โ is never dead โ Cautious โ We jar each other โ And either โ open the eyes โ Lest the Phantasm โ prove the Mistake โ And the livid Surprise Cool us to Shafts of Granite โ With just an Age โ and Name โ And perhaps a phrase in Egyptian โ It's prudenter โ to dream โ
Emily Dickinson