“Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.” — Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul.

Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.

I never saw a moor, I never saw the sea; yet know I how the heather looks, and what a wave must be.

We never know how high we are till we are called to rise; and then, if we are true to plan, our statures touch the skies.

Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough. — Emily Dickinson