Ralph Waldo Emerson ( 10 of 488 )
One of the most wonderful things in nature is a glance of the eye; it transcends speech; it is the read more
One of the most wonderful things in nature is a glance of the eye; it transcends speech; it is the bodily symbol of identity.
There is properly no history; only biography
There is properly no history; only biography
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
It is one of the blessings of old friends that you can afford to be stupid with them.
Want is a growing giant whom the coat of Have was never large enough to cover.
Want is a growing giant whom the coat of Have was never large enough to cover.
The man who can make hard things easy is the educator.
The man who can make hard things easy is the educator.
Earth proudly wears the Parthenon
As best gem upon her zone.
Earth proudly wears the Parthenon
As best gem upon her zone.
He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare, and he who has one enemy will meet read more
He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare, and he who has one enemy will meet him everywhere.
Behold the Sea,
The opaline, the plentiful and strong,
Yet beautiful as is the rose in June,
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Behold the Sea,
The opaline, the plentiful and strong,
Yet beautiful as is the rose in June,
Fresh as the trickling rainbow of July;
Sea full of food, the nourisher of kinds,
Purger of earth, and medicine of men;
Creating a sweet climate by my breath,
Washing out harms and griefs from memory,
And, in my mathematic ebb and flow,
Giving a hint of that which changes not.
The profit of books is according to the sensibility of the reader. The profoundest thought or passion sleeps as in read more
The profit of books is according to the sensibility of the reader. The profoundest thought or passion sleeps as in a mine, until an equal mind and heart finds and publishes it.
We are students of words: we are shut up in schools, and colleges, and recitation-rooms, for ten or fifteen years, read more
We are students of words: we are shut up in schools, and colleges, and recitation-rooms, for ten or fifteen years, and come out at last with a bag of wind, a memory of words, and do not know a thing.
