Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The only reward of virtue is virtue; the only way to have a friend is to be one
The only reward of virtue is virtue; the only way to have a friend is to be one
In sculpture did ever anybody call the Apollo a fancy piece? Or
say of the Laocoon how it might read more
In sculpture did ever anybody call the Apollo a fancy piece? Or
say of the Laocoon how it might be made difference? A
masterpiece of art has in the mind a fixed place in the chain of
being, as much as a plant or a crystal.
The alleged power to charm down insanity, or ferocity in beasts,
is a power behind the eye.
The alleged power to charm down insanity, or ferocity in beasts,
is a power behind the eye.
The studious class are their own victims; they are thin and pale,
their feet are cold, their heads are read more
The studious class are their own victims; they are thin and pale,
their feet are cold, their heads are hot, the night is without
sleep, the day a fear of interruption,--pallor, squalor, hunger,
and egotism. If you come near them and see what conceits they
entertain--they are abstractionists, and spend their days and
nights in dreaming some dream; in expecting the homage of society
to some precious scheme built on a truth, but destitute of
proportion in its presentment, of justness in its application,
and of all energy of will in the schemer to embody and vitalize
it.
The true poem is the poet's mind.
The true poem is the poet's mind.