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Notes in Emily Dickinson’s pocket – “Much madness is divinest sense” (Life, 11)

Posted on June 12, 2016 by Joy of Fishes

‌ ‌ ‌ Much madness is divinest sense To a discerning eye; Much sense the starkest madness. ’T is the majority In this, as all, prevails. Assent, and you are sane; Demur,—you ’re straightway dangerous, And handled with a chain. … Continue reading →

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