Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
How much of human life is lost in waiting.
How much of human life is lost in waiting.
Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever I am contradicted.
Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever I am contradicted.
Chide me not, laborious band!
For the idle flowers I brought;
Every aster in my hand
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Chide me not, laborious band!
For the idle flowers I brought;
Every aster in my hand
Goes home loaded with a thought.
We sometimes meet an original gentleman, who, if manners had not existed, would have invented them.
We sometimes meet an original gentleman, who, if manners had not existed, would have invented them.
Can anything be so elegant as to have few wants, and to serve them one's self?
Can anything be so elegant as to have few wants, and to serve them one's self?
