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A thread about #EmilyDickinson, my main crush ❤️, who was #BornOnThisDay 192 years ago. She arguably was the greatest poet ever in the English language: “Success is counted sweetest By those who ne'er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need.”

Footfalls echo in the memory Down the passage which we did not take Towards the door we never opened Into the rose-garden. T.S. Eliot, Burnt Norton

“She had a volume of Proust in case at night she got bored. To be honest she had never gotten around to trying Proust, but Cambridge had made her the kind of person who wanted to have read Proust, and she figured Hell was a good place to start.” — R.F. Kuang, Katabasis

When in disgrace with fortune & men’s eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state & trouble deaf heaven w/ my bootless cries & look upon myself & curse my fate … Haply I think on thee & then my state Like to the lark at break of day…sings hymns at heaven’s gate #ShakespeareSunday

“All great and precious things are lonely.” —John Steinbeck, East of Eden

“There's more beauty in truth, even if it is dreadful beauty.” —John Steinbeck, East of Eden #BookChatWeekly

“This feels good, I thought. I'm just happy he's here. I don't need him to be mine. I wanted to appreciate him the way I did giant trees in the park, which gave people shelter and relief but didn't belong to anybody.” —Banana Yoshimoto, Dead-End Memories #BookChatWeekly

“Time simply floated open and started to expand. Time held the two of us in light, inside a space so vast it might have reached the heavens, and turned eternal.” —Banana Yoshimoto, Dead-End Memories #BookChatWeekly

“Oh why rebuke you him that loves you so? Lay breath so bitter on your bitter foe.” —William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream #ShakespeareSunday 🎨 Edward Alfred Cucuel

“What continues to surprise me, and what I still don't understand, is not the reason that love ends but the way that it endures.” —Madelaine Lucas, Thirst for Salt #BookWormSat

Late summer evening….

There is a flower that Bees prefer— And Butterflies—desire— To gain the Purple Democrat The Humming Bird—aspire— —Emily Dickinson #flower #bloom #poetry

I’m pretty sure this is Hunca Munca although it’s possible it’s Tom Thumb…