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Scheide 2004
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The
depiction of loss is an enduring, although often uncomfortable, image
within all cultures and across recorded time. |
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I am afraid to own a body - I am afraid to own a soul.
Emily Dickinson
I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says turn back.
Erica Jong
A Hurry, with a Lingering, Mixed.
Emily Dickinson
I find my feet have fiurther goals.
Emily Dickinson
How can you hesitate?
Risk! Risk everything!
Katherine Mansfield
I almost touched, I could have reached.
Emily Dickinson
Just lost, when I was saved!...Just felt the world go by.
Emily Dickinson
That odd fork in being's
road.
Emily Dickinson
My foot is on the tide.
Emily Dickinson
The best way out is always
through.
Robert Frost
We are the stuff as dreams
are made on,
and our little life is rounded by a sleep.
William Shakespeare
Ourself behind Ourself
concealed.
Emily Dickinson
Yes, I said, yes, I will, Yes.
James Joyce
I felt my life with both hands, to see if it was there.
Emily Dickinson
He put the Belt around my life - I heard the buckle snap.
Emily Dickinson
What if I say I shall not wait?
Emily Dickinson
On this long storm, the Rainbow rose.
Emily Dickenson
We play at paste 'til qualified for pearl.
Emily Dickinson
The face I carry with
me last, when I go out of time.
Emily Dickinson
The soul achieves - Herself.
Emily Dickinson
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