Beauty is not caused. It is
Emily Dickinson : Beauty is not caused. It is
Emily Dickinson : I’m nobody, who are you?
I’m nobody, who are you?
Emily Dickinson : Where thou art, that is home
Where thou art, that is home
Emily Dickinson : I dwell in possibility
I dwell in possibility
Emily Dickinson : A wounded deer leaps the highest
A wounded deer leaps the highest
Emily Dickinson : Dying is a wild night and a new road
Dying is a wild night and a new road
Emily Dickinson : My friends are my estate
My friends are my estate
Emily Dickinson : For love is immortality
For love is immortality
Emily Dickinson : Tell the truth, but tell it slant
Tell the truth, but tell it slant