For love is immortality.
Meaning of the quote
When you love something or someone, that feeling will last forever. Even when those you love are gone, the love you have for them will continue to live on in your heart. Love is a powerful thing that can never truly be destroyed or forgotten. It is something that exists beyond just the physical world, which is why it is said to be immortal or eternal.
About Emily Dickinson
Emily Dickinson was an American poet who lived a reclusive life, but her poems have since been recognized as some of the most important in American literature. Though little-known during her lifetime, Dickinson’s unique poetic style and themes of death, immortality, and nature have made her a celebrated figure in American poetry.
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Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.
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Because I could not stop for death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves and immortality.
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For love is immortality.
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Whenever a thing is done for the first time, it releases a little demon.
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There is no Frigate like a book to take us lands away nor any coursers like a page of prancing Poetry.
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My friends are my estate.
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How strange that nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude!
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He ate and drank the precious Words, his Spirit grew robust; He knew no more that he was poor, nor that his frame was Dust.
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I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven.
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After great pain, a formal feeling comes. The Nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs.
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Behavior is what a man does, not what he thinks, feels, or believes.
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It is better to be the hammer than the anvil.
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Dogs are better than human beings because they know but do not tell.
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Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial of creation, and the exponent of breath.
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A word is dead when it is said, some say. I say it just begins to live that day.
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Parting is all we know of heaven, and all we need of hell.
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Beauty is not caused. It is.
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Finite to fail, but infinite to venture.
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Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
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Dying is a wild night and a new road.
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They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse.
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Truth is so rare that it is delightful to tell it.
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Fortune befriends the bold.
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A wounded deer leaps the highest.
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I dwell in possibility.
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Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought.
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I argue thee that love is life. And life hath immortality.
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To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee, And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few.
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Saying nothing… sometimes says the most.
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Where thou art, that is home.
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To live is so startling it leaves little time for anything else.
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Forever is composed of nows.
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People need hard times and oppression to develop psychic muscles.
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If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.
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Tell the truth, but tell it slant.
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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.
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Fame is a fickle food upon a shifting plate.
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The brain is wider than the sky.
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I do not like the man who squanders life for fame; give me the man who living makes a name.
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The soul should always stand ajar, ready to welcome the ecstatic experience.
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Luck is not chance, it’s toil; fortune’s expensive smile is earned.
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I’m nobody, who are you?
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Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul – and sings the tunes without the words – and never stops at all.
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Success is counted sweetest by those who never succeed.
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That it will never come again is what makes life sweet.
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Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.
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Celebrity is the chastisement of merit and the punishment of talent.
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Unable are the loved to die, for love is immortality.
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If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry.
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