Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
Emily DickinsonRead
Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
Interpretation
Finding joy in simply living is essential for a fulfilling life.
Emily Dickinson's quote emphasizes the importance of appreciating life's inherent beauty and joy. By suggesting that ecstasy can be found in the everyday experience of living, she encourages individuals to seek happiness in the simple act of existence rather than in extraordinary pursuits or material achievements.
In practice
During a motivational speech about finding joy in everyday moments.
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
I 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,β The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, "That must have been the sun!
My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word
This is the Hour of Lead- Remembered, if outlived, As freezing persons, recollect the Snow- First-Chill-then Stupor- then the letting go---
Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.
One can be very happy without demanding that others agree with them.
By talking to yourself about the things you have to be grateful for you can fill your mind with thoughts that soar and sing.
There is nothing quite so satisfying, and so healing, as a good cry.
Advice for a human. 81. You can't find happiness looking for the meaning of life. Meaning is only the third most important thing. It comes after loving and being. 82. If you think something is ugly, look harder. Ugliness is just a failure of seeing.
Let me, if I may, be ever welcomed to my room in winter by a glowing hearth, in summer by a vase of flowers. If I may not, let me think how nice they would be and bury myself in my work. I do not think that the road to contentment lies in despising what we have not got. Let us acknowledge all good, all delight that the worlds holds, and be content without it.
The happiest people seem to be those who have no particular cause for being happy except that they are so.
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