Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The true test of civilization is, not the census, nor the size of the cities, nor the crops, but the read more
The true test of civilization is, not the census, nor the size of the cities, nor the crops, but the kind of man that the country ;turns out.
The conscious utterance of thought, by speech or action, to any
end, is art.
The conscious utterance of thought, by speech or action, to any
end, is art.
Dear to us are those who love us. . . but dearer are those who reject us as unworthy, for read more
Dear to us are those who love us. . . but dearer are those who reject us as unworthy, for they add another life; they build a heaven before us whereof we had not dreamed, and thereby supply to us new powers out of the recesses of the spirit . . .
Burly, dozing humblebee,
Where thou art is clime for me.
Let them sail for Porto Rique,
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Burly, dozing humblebee,
Where thou art is clime for me.
Let them sail for Porto Rique,
Far-off heats through seas to seek.
I will follow thee alone,
Thou animated torrid-zone!
One thing is forever good;
That one thing is Success.
One thing is forever good;
That one thing is Success.
