Emily Dickinson Quotes About Eternity

• Vivir es tan sorprendente que apenas deja tiempo para nada más.

  Emily Dickinson

  Vida, Tiempo, Recuerdos

  Emily Dickinson, Frances Schoonmaker Bolin (1994). "Emily Dickinson", p.7, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.

• El bullicio en una casa La mañana después de la muerte Es la más solemne de las industrias Promulgada sobre la tierra,-- El barrer el corazón, Y guardar el amor No querremos volver a usar Hasta la eternidad.

  Emily Dickinson

  Mañana, Duelo, Corazón

  El bullicio en una casa" (c.1866)

• Fue un camino tranquilo - Me preguntó si yo era suyo - No respondí con la lengua, sino con los ojos - Y entonces me llevó ante este ruido mortal Con rapidez, como de carros y distancia, como de ruedas. Este mundo se desvaneció como los acres de los pies de alguien que se inclina desde un globo sobre una calle de éter. El Golfo no estaba detrás, Los Continentes eran nuevos - La Eternidad era debida. No había estaciones para nosotros, no era de noche ni de mañana, sino que el amanecer se detenía en el lugar y se fijaba en el alba.

  Emily Dickinson

  Distancia, Ojo, Noche

  Emily Dickinson (1998). "The Poems of Emily Dickinson", p.743, Harvard University Press.

• You left me boundaries of pain Capacious as the sea, Between eternity and time, Your consciousness and me.

  Emily Dickinson

  Time, Pain, Sea

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.319, Harvard University Press

• Our journey had advanced; Our feet were almost come To that odd fork in Being's road, Eternity by term.

  Emily Dickinson

  Journey, Feet, Odd

  Emily Dickinson (2016). “The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.198, First Avenue Editions

• ¿No te parece espantosa la eternidad? A menudo me pongo a pensar en ella y me parece tan oscura que casi desearía que no existiera la Eternidad. Pensar que debemos vivir para siempre y nunca dejar de ser. Parece como si la Muerte fuera un alivio para un estado de existencia tan interminable.

  Emily Dickinson

  Oscuridad, Pensamiento, Para Siempre

• Because I could not stop for Death, He kindly stopped for me; The carriage held but just ourselves And Immortality. We slowly drove, he knew no haste, And I had put away My labour, and my leisure too, For his civility. We passed the school where children played, Their lessons scarcely done; We passed the fields of gazing grain, We passed the setting sun. We paused before a house that seemed A swelling of the ground; The roof was scarcely visible, The cornice but a mound. Since then 'tis centuries; but each Feels shorter than the day I first surmised the horses' heads Were toward eternity.

  Emily Dickinson

  Horse, Children, School

  'Because I could not stop for Death' (c.1863)

• Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea Past the houses, past the headlands Into deep eternity! Bred as we, among the mountains Can the sailor understand The divine intoxication Of the first league out from land?

  Emily Dickinson

  Life, Past, Sea

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.72, Harvard University Press

• Not if Their Party were waiting,
  Not if to talk with Me
  Were to Them now, Homesickness
  After Eternity.

  Emily Dickinson

  Party, Waiting, Eternity

  Emily Dickinson (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.662, Harvard University Press

• Eternity' is there, We say, as of a station. Meanwhile, he is so near, He joins me in my Ramble? Divides abode with me? No Friend have I that so persists As this Eternity.

  Emily Dickinson

  No Friends, Eternity, Abode

  Complete Poems, no.1684 (first published 1914).

• Forever is composed of Nows— 'Tis not a different time— Except for Infiniteness— And Latitude of Home

  Emily Dickinson

  Home, Forever, Different

  Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.891, Delphi Classics

• Just girt me for the onset with Eternity,
  When breath blew back,
  And on the other side
  I heard recede the disappointed tide!

  Emily Dickinson

  Death, Tides, Sides

  Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.67, Harvard University Press

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