Emily Dickinson Quotes

Be comforted, dear soul! There is always light behind the clouds.

The canary is like a man's soul. It sees bars around it, but instead of despairing, it sings.

In sorrow we must go, but not in despair. Behold! we are not bound for ever to the circles of the world, and beyond them is more than memory.

Say to them, say to the down-keepers, the sun-slappers, the self-soilers, the harmony-hushers, "Even if you are not ready for day it cannot always be night." You will be right. For that is the hard home-run. Live not for battles won. Live not for the-end-of-the-song. Live in the along.

As long as hope remains and meaning is preserved, the possibility of overcoming oppression stays alive.

It is hope which makes the shipwrecked sailor strike out with his arms in the midst of the sea, though no land is in sight.

Take courage; pain's extremity soon ends.

Daily hope is vital, since the ‘Winter Quarters’ of our lives are not immediately adjacent to our promised land either. An arduous trek still awaits, but hope spurs weary disciples on.

Hope survives best at the hearth.

Keep the faith, don't lose your perseverance and always trust your gut extinct.

Hope is the anchor of our souls. I know of no one who is not in need of hope - young or old, strong or weak, rich or poor.

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

Never be discouraged. If I were sunk in the lowest pits of Nova Scotia, with the Rocky Mountains piled on me, I would hang on, exercise faith, and keep up good courage, and I would come out on top.

I will love the light for it shows me the way, yet I will endure the darkness because it shows me the stars.

Be patient, my soul: thou hath suffered worse than this.

I've seen too much in life to give up.

Gird your hearts with silent fortitude, suffering yet hoping all things.

Courage and comfort, all shall yet go well

Within all of us there is a storm. Some believe it will never end: but he who has faith in the heavens above will weather any storm.

It was as if hope had appeared out of nowhere to settle beside her and it wasn't going anywhere, it wasn't going to desert her now.

Even when you feel you've reached the end or edge of life, hold on. Life itself will ultimately take care of you.

Hard times may have held you down, but they will not last forever. When all is said and done, you will be increased.

In tragedy and despair, when an endless night seems to have fallen, hope can be found in the realization taht the companion of night is not another night, that the companion of night is day, that darkness always gives way to light, and that death rules only half of creation, life the other half.

If we are deprived of hope as well as fear, we are compensated by being given an almost endless patience for enduring or simply for waiting.

It is not the diamonds or the birds, the people or the potatoes, it is not any of the nouns. The miracle is the adverbs, the way things are done. It is the way love gets done despite every catastrophe.