Sickness brought me this
Thought, in that scale of his:
Why should I be dismayed
Though flame had burned the whole
World, as it were a coal,
Now I have seen it weighed
Against a soul?
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Quotes of the Day
He only employs his passion who can make no use of his reason.
by Emily Dickinson
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All Circumstances are the Frame
In which His Face is set -
All Latitudes exist for His
Sufficient Continent -
The Light His Action, and the Dark
The Leisure of His Will -