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Emily Dickinson

"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."

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"Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all."

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"Every soul is beautiful and precious; is worthy of dignity and respect, and deserving of peace, joy and love."

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"True brothers are never blood-related. But born of the spirit."

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"What an excellent great soul you are?"

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"There is madness in the every heart."

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"The soul is sustained by spirituality."

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"We are all souls walking on the earth."

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"I wonder if it hurts to live,And if they have to try,And whether, could they choose between,They would not rather die."
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"I hope you love birds too. It is economical. It saves going to heaven."
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"Split the Lark-and you'll find the Music, Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled."
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"Faith-is the Pierless BridgeSupporting what We seeUnto the Scene that We do not-Too slender for the eyeIt bears the Soul as boldAs it were rocked in SteelWith Arms of Steel at either side-It joins-behind the VeilTo what, could We presumeThe Bridge would cease to beTo Our far, vacillating FeetA first Necessity."
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