Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Nature is too thin a screen; the glory of the omnipresent God bursts through everywhere
Nature is too thin a screen; the glory of the omnipresent God bursts through everywhere
Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason
Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason
The profit of books is according to the sensibility of the reader. The profoundest thought or passion sleeps as in read more
The profit of books is according to the sensibility of the reader. The profoundest thought or passion sleeps as in a mine, until an equal mind and heart finds and publishes it.
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew
In the belly of the grape,
Or grew on read more
Bring me wine, but wine which never grew
In the belly of the grape,
Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, reaching through
Under the Andes to the Cape,
Suffered no savor of the earth to escape.
An empire is an immense egotism.
An empire is an immense egotism.
