Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it
Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it
A child is a curly, dimpled lunatic.
A child is a curly, dimpled lunatic.
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.
The true poem is the poet's mind.
The true poem is the poet's mind.
I do not see how a barbarous community and a civilized community
can constitute a state. I think we read more
I do not see how a barbarous community and a civilized community
can constitute a state. I think we must get rid of slavery or we
must get rid of freedom.
