Quotation of the Day
Emily Dickinson at her coldest and clearest:
The heart asks pleasure first,
And then, excuse from pain;
And then, those little anodynes
That deaden suffering;And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.
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