Quotes About Emily Dickinson

The podcast by 'The Kitchen Sisters' celebrates the staggering variety of a society of immigrants via its food, from the Sheepherders' Ball in Boise, Idaho, through the favoured cuisine of Emily Dickinson to the unbelievable rituals of the great rural barbecue.

While I held the letter in my hand and as carefully as I could--and as Coleman would have me do--appraised the choice of words and their linear deployment as if they'd been composed not by Delphine Roux but by Emily Dickinson...

Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all." ?Emily Dickinson

You know, Emily Dickinson is here too. All she does is write poems about life all the time. The irony! She keeps asking me to read them. I refuse, of course. The days are long enough as it is.

Mabel Todd took the offensive with her expanded edition of the Dickinson letters. Her preface presented it as the first book ever issued about Emily Dickinson, prepared at the requests of the poet's brother and sister: Austin Dickinson, Lavinia Dickinson 'and I' collected letters 'which they entrusted to me' to edit and publish. At a stroke, this authorised editor displaced an unauthorised niece.

she declared that speculation had no place in this book that had 'in fact one purpose: to allow Emily Dickinson to speak for herself'. In this way, Todd disclaimed possession in a publication whose prime motive was, in actuality, an act of possession. Without referring to Mattie, it shot Mattie's version of her aunt's life to pieces with well-aimed rhetorical questions: who can know what Dickinson felt for others? Who can know what was momentous?

He thought Emily Dickinson was perhaps the best writer America had ever produced; but on this day, heading east out of the Cities, then south down the river, he thought of how some of the writers, Poe and Hemingway in particular, used the weather to create the mood and reflect the meanings of their stories.

Emily Dickinson liked to shock people. She liked to break rules. There was a kind of rebellious freedom in her inner world.

Read Emily Dickinson. Read Graham Greene. Read Italo Calvino. Read Maya Angelou. Read anything you want. Just read. Books are possibilities. They are Escape Routes. They give you options when you have none. Each one can be a home for an uprooted mind.