Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
Emily DickinsonRead
They might not need me; but they might. I'll let my head be just in sight; a smile as small as mine might be precisely their necessity.
Interpretation
This quote reflects the idea that even small gestures can be significant to others in need.
Emily Dickinson expresses the sentiment that oneβs presence, no matter how seemingly insignificant, can be crucial for someone else. The notion of allowing oneself to be seen, even if just a little, highlights the importance of connection and the potential impact of a simple smile on those who might feel alone or in need of support.
In practice
In a speech about mental health awareness, one might use this quote to emphasize the importance of being there for others.
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.
I don't want enemies. I want friends, and I want them in all shapes, sizes, and colors, and loving whoever they want to.
For I do not want any one to read my book carelessly. I have suffered too much grief in setting down these memories. Six years have already passed since my friend went away from me, with his sheep. If I try to describe him here, it is to make sure that I shall not forget him. To forget a friend is sad. Not every one has had a friend. And if I forget him, I may become like the grown-ups who are no longer interested in anything but figures.
I would rather die than betray his trust." "That's not saying much, seeing as you're already dead," Ron observed. "Once again, you show all the sensitivity of a blunt axe," said Nearly Headless Nick in affronted tones.
In poverty and other misfortunes of life, true friends are a sure refuge.
A melancholy lesson of advancing years is the realisation that you can't make old friends.
The act of quiet nighttime talking, illustrates for me more than anything else the curious alchemy of companionship.
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