Emily Dickinson Quotes About Eternity

Quotes about: Eternity

• To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.

  Emily Dickinson

  Life, Time, Memories

  Emily Dickinson, Frances Schoonmaker Bolin (1994). “Emily Dickinson”, p.7, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.

• The bustle in a house The morning after death Is solemnest of industries Enacted upon earth,-- The sweeping up the heart, And putting love away We shall not want to use again Until eternity

  Emily Dickinson

  Morning, Grief, Heart

  'The Bustle in a House' (c.1866)

• It was a quiet way - He asked if I was his - I made no answer of the tongue But answer of the eyes - And then He bore me on Before this mortal noise With swiftness, as of Chariots and distance, as of Wheels. This World did drop away As acres from the feet of one that leaneth from Balloon Upon an Ether Street. The Gulf behind was not, The Continents were new - Eternity was due. No Seasons were to us - It was not Night nor Morn - But Sunrise stopped upon the place And Fastened in Dawn.

  Emily Dickinson

  Distance, Eye, Night

  Emily Dickinson (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.743, Harvard University Press

• You left me boundaries of pain Capacious as the sea, Between eternity and time, Your consciousness and me.

  Emily Dickinson

  Time, Pain, Sea

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.319, Harvard University Press

• Our journey had advanced; Our feet were almost come To that odd fork in Being's road, Eternity by term.

  Emily Dickinson

  Journey, Feet, Odd

  Emily Dickinson (2016). “The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.198, First Avenue Editions

• Does not Eternity appear dreadful to you. I often get to thinking of it and it seems so dark to me that I almost wish there was no Eternity. To think that we must forever live and never cease to be. It seems as if Death would be a relief to so endless a state of existence.

  Emily Dickinson

  Dark, Thinking, Forever

• Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labour, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played, Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound. Since then 'tis centuries; but each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity.

  Emily Dickinson

  Horse, Children, School

  'Because I could not stop for Death' (c.1863)

• Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea Past the houses, past the headlands Into deep eternity! Bred as we, among the mountains Can the sailor understand The divine intoxication Of the first league out from land?

  Emily Dickinson

  Life, Past, Sea

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.72, Harvard University Press

• Not if Their Party were waiting,
  Not if to talk with Me
  Were to Them now, Homesickness
  After Eternity.

  Emily Dickinson

  Party, Waiting, Eternity

  Emily Dickinson (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.662, Harvard University Press

• Eternity' is there, We say, as of a station. Meanwhile, he is so near, He joins me in my Ramble? Divides abode with me? No Friend have I that so persists As this Eternity.

  Emily Dickinson

  No Friends, Eternity, Abode

  Complete Poems, no.1684 (first published 1914).

• Forever is composed of Nows— 'Tis not a different time— Except for Infiniteness— And Latitude of Home

  Emily Dickinson

  Home, Forever, Different

  Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.891, Delphi Classics

• Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
  When breath blew back,
  And on the other side
  I heard recede the disappointed tide!

  Emily Dickinson

  Death, Tides, Sides

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.67, Harvard University Press

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