“Wild Nights – Wild Nights!
Were I with thee
Wild Nights should be
Our luxury!
Futile – the winds –
To a heart in port –
Done with the compass –
Done with the chart!
Rowing in Eden –
Ah, the sea!
Might I moor – Tonight –
In thee!”
    
    
    
    
        
        
        
            
            
        
        
        
        
        
        Source: Selected Poems
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Emily Dickinson 187
American poet 1830–1886Related quotes
 
                            
                        
                        
                        
                                        
                                        Stanza 2. 
 The Landing of the Pilgrim Fathers http://www.poetry-archive.com/h/landing_of_the_pilgrim_fathers.html (1826)
                                    
 
                            
                        
                        
                        
                                        
                                        Spellbound (November 1837) 
Context: p>The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go.The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow,
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me—
I will not, cannot go.</p
                                    
 
                            
                        
                        
                        
                                        
                                        Our Island of Dreams. 
Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
                                    
 
                            
                        
                        
                        
                                
                                    “All days are nights to see till I see thee,
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.”
                                
                                
                                
                                
                            
Source: Shakespeare's Sonnets
 
                            
                        
                        
                        
                                        
                                        (19th May 1827) Genius 
The London Literary Gazette, 1827
                                    
 
                            
                        
                        
                        
                                        
                                        New Scientist interview (2004) 
Context: There is nothing more to this than a simple iterative formula. It is so simple that most children can program their home computers to produce the Mandelbrot set. … Its astounding complication was completely out of proportion with what I was expecting. Here is the curious thing: the first night I saw the set, it was just wild. The second night, I became used to it. After a few nights, I became familiar with it. It was as if somehow I had seen it before. Of course I hadn't. No one had seen it. No one had described it. The fact that a certain aspect of its mathematical nature remains mysterious, despite hundreds of brilliant people working on it, is the icing on the cake to me.
                                    
 
        
     
                            