Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason
Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason
Artists must be sacrificed to their art. Like bees, they must put their lives into the sting they give.
Artists must be sacrificed to their art. Like bees, they must put their lives into the sting they give.
Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of hidden stuff.
Everything in Nature contains all the powers of Nature. Everything is made of hidden stuff.
Every reform was once a private opinion, and when it shall be a private opinion again, it will solve the read more
Every reform was once a private opinion, and when it shall be a private opinion again, it will solve the problem of the age.
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all read more
The moment we indulge our affections, the earth is metamorphosed, there is no winter and no night; all tragedies, all ennuis, vanish,--all duties even.
