Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
We do not quite forgive a giver. The hand that feeds us is in some danger of being bitten.
We do not quite forgive a giver. The hand that feeds us is in some danger of being bitten.
 Come, see the north-wind's masonry,
 Out of an unseen quarry evermore
  Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
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 Come, see the north-wind's masonry,
 Out of an unseen quarry evermore
  Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
   Curves his white bastions with projected roof
    Round every windward stake, or tree, or door.
     Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work
      So fanciful, so savage, naught cares he
       For number or proportion. 
There are many things of which a wise man might wish to be ignorant
There are many things of which a wise man might wish to be ignorant
Peace has its victories, but it takes a brave man to win them.
Peace has its victories, but it takes a brave man to win them.
God offers to every mind its choice between truth and repose.
God offers to every mind its choice between truth and repose.