“I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still... I can feel a sunshine stealing into my soul and making it all summer, and every thorn, a rose.” ThinkingLoveFeelsHeartStillsI CanSoulGrowsMy HeartSummerRomanticBreathsRoseWarmStealingMy SoulSunshine Book:The Letters of Emily Dickinson Source: The Letters of Emily Dickinson
“Life's sunniest hours are not without The shadow of some lingering doubt-- Amid its brightest joys will steal Spectres of evil yet to feel-- Its warmest love is blent with fears, Its confidence a trembling one-- Its smile--the harbinger of tears-- Its hope--the change of April's sun! A weary lot--in mercy given, To fit the chastened soul for heaven.” FeelsSoulJoyEvilGivenHeavenHoursLove IsSunDoubtTearsFitShadowMercyStealingWearyAprilTremblingLingeringHarbingerSpectre Author:John Greenleaf Whittier