Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
For what are they all in their high conceit,
When man in the bush with God may meet?
For what are they all in their high conceit,
When man in the bush with God may meet?
Every burned book enlightens the world.
Every burned book enlightens the world.
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
In skating over thin ice our safety is in our speed.
In skating over thin ice our safety is in our speed.
As long as a man stands in his own way, everything seems to be in his way.
As long as a man stands in his own way, everything seems to be in his way.
