Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
It might be lonelier Without the Loneliness - I’m so accustomed to my Fate - Perhaps the Other - Peace - Would interrupt the Dark - And crowd the little Room - Too scant - by Cubits - to contain The Sacrament - of Him - I am not used to Hope - It might intrude upon - Its sweet parade - blaspheme the place - Ordained to Suffering - It might be easier To fail - with Land in Sight - Than gain - My Blue Peninsula - To perish - of Delight -
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote reflects the complexity of loneliness and the relationship between suffering and joy.
Emily Dickinson's quote explores the paradox of loneliness, suggesting that it has become a familiar state that can feel more comfortable than the unpredictable nature of hope and happiness. The speaker considers how the presence of peace and joy might disrupt their habitual suffering, illustrating a struggle between desiring fulfillment and fearing the change that accompanies it, ultimately leading to the contemplation of the ease of failure compared to the potential pain of success.
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In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about mental health, one might say, 'Sometimes we must embrace our loneliness to better understand ourselves, as Emily Dickinson suggests.'
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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!
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