I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers,β The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
Emily DickinsonRead
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
Interpretation
This quote expresses the struggle of trying to forget someone who brought warmth and comfort to our lives.
In this poignant excerpt by Emily Dickinson, the speaker personifies the heart as a companion that needs to forget a beloved individual together. It reflects the heaviness of emotional memory and the shared responsibility in the act of moving on from the warmth and light that the person once provided, highlighting the pain of letting go and the desire to heal.
In practice
This quote could be shared during a support group meeting for those experiencing heartache.
I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my honest fingers,β The gem was gone; And now an amethyst remembrance Is all I own.
I'll tell you how the sun rose, a ribbon at a time. The steeples swam in amethyst, The news like squirrels ran. The hills untied their bonnets, The bobolinks begun. Then I said softly to myself, "That must have been the sun!
My best Acquaintances are those With Whom I spoke no Word
This is the Hour of Lead- Remembered, if outlived, As freezing persons, recollect the Snow- First-Chill-then Stupor- then the letting go---
Luck is not chance, it's toil; fortune's expensive smile is earned.
God is not so wary as we, else He would give us no friends, lest we forget Him! The charms of the heaven in the bush are superseded, I fear, by the heaven in the hand, occasionally.
Say she rail; why, I'll tell her plain She sings as sweetly as a nightingale. Say that she frown; I'll say she looks as clear As morning roses newly wash'd with dew. Say she be mute and will not speak a word; Then I'll commend her volubility, and say she uttereth piercing eloquence.
cause it's a hard life, with love in the world. and i'm a hard girl, loving me is like chewing on pearls.
Allowing someone else to make us happy will make them happy too.
The thing to do, it seems to me, is to prepare yourself so you can be a rainbow in somebody else's cloud. Somebody who may not look like you. May not call God the same name you call God - if they call God at all. I may not dance your dances or speak your language. But be a blessing to somebody. That's what I think.
My heart is on a budget._x000D_ It keeps me on the brink.
The only reason I don't throw myself into your arms, kiss you and make love with you now is that I lack the courage and am afraid of loving you.
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