Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Plants are the young of the world, vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the read more
Plants are the young of the world, vessels of health and vigor; but they grope ever upward towards consciousness; the trees are imperfect men, and seem to bemoan their imprisonment, rooted in the ground.
The virtues of society are vices of the saint. The terror of reform is the discovery that we must cast read more
The virtues of society are vices of the saint. The terror of reform is the discovery that we must cast away our virtues, or what we have always esteemed such, into the same pit that has consumed our grosser vices.
The hero is not fed on sweets,
Daily his own heart he eats;
Chambers of the great read more
The hero is not fed on sweets,
Daily his own heart he eats;
Chambers of the great are jails,
And head-winds right for royal sails.
Only so much do I know, as I have lived.
Only so much do I know, as I have lived.
There is always safety in valor.
There is always safety in valor.
