Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
How much of human life is lost in waiting.
How much of human life is lost in waiting.
If a man owns land, the land owns him.
If a man owns land, the land owns him.
So nigh is grandeur to our dust,
So near is God to man.
When Duty whispers low, read more
So nigh is grandeur to our dust,
So near is God to man.
When Duty whispers low, Thou must,
The youth replies, I can.
Wit makes its own welcome, and levels all distinctions. No dignity, no learning, no force of character, can make any read more
Wit makes its own welcome, and levels all distinctions. No dignity, no learning, no force of character, can make any stand against good wit.
Fame is proof that people are gullible.
Fame is proof that people are gullible.
