Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
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.
He presents me with what is always an acceptable gift who brings me news of a great thought before unknown. read more
He presents me with what is always an acceptable gift who brings me news of a great thought before unknown. He enriches me without impoverishing himself.
Light is the first of painters. There is no object so foul that
intense light will not make it read more
Light is the first of painters. There is no object so foul that
intense light will not make it beautiful.
Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail.
Success: To laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children, to earn read more
Success: To laugh often and much, to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children, to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends, to appreciate beauty, to find the best in others, to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch, or a redeemed social condition; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded!
