Henry: No one can know.
Emily: I won’t tell a soul. I promise. Henry, can I ask you something? If you could put your name on what you wrote, would you?
Henry: I guess I would. Who wouldn’t?

Lavinia: I don’t even know if I believe in monogamy. Why should I have to be with one person and one person only for the rest of my life?
Jane: You won’t be if your husband dies.
Lavinia: Yes, but it’s bigger than that. I think marriage is a patriarchal system designed to make women less autonomous. You become your husband’s property. You have to bare his children. You even have to take his name. What if I don’t want a last name? What if I just want to be Vinny, a symbol?
Emily: These are such brave questions.
Lavinia: I learned from the best.

Emily: Sue, I want to be published.
Sue: You do?
Emily: Yes. I have to be published or I’ll die.
Sue: This is quite a change from yesterday.
Emily: I had a vision, a terrible, terrible vision of what it would mean to be anonymous. I don’t want to disappear from this earth without anybody knowing who I am. I have this demon in my mind that keeps trying to stop, but I won’t let it. I don’t want to be a nobody.
Sue: That is exactly what I have been trying to tell you.

Dickinson Season 2 Episode 2 Quotes

Edward: Your Uncle Martin is dead.
Austin: Oh, oh, oh, that sucks.
Edward: No, that’s very good for us.
Austin: Oh, OK, good.
Edward: I have been appointed executor of his estate.
Austin: Uh-huh.
Edward: Which means through various loopholes, all strictly above board of course. That we may now have a new cashflow to aid in reducing our debt.
Austin: OK.
Edward: With one minor caveat, of course, which may mean a little extra work for us. The adoption into our home of one or two assets of the deceased.

Mrs. Dickinson: You can take the night off.
Maggie: Well, thank you, madam. It’s so nice of you to notice me back troubles.
Mrs. Dickinson: I didn’t. Today is the Amherst cattle show, which means tonight is a special night for me and Edward.
Maggie: I beg your pardon.
Mrs. Dickinson: You see every year on the night of the cattle show, Edward and I have a date.
Maggie: All right then.
Mrs. Dickinson: The cattle shows gets him very excited.
Maggie: I’ve heard enough, ma’am.
Mrs. Dickinson: Once a year, like clockwork.
Maggie: Please no more details.