Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The finest poetry was first experience.
The finest poetry was first experience.
It is one of the most beautiful compensations of life, that no man can sincerely try to help another without read more
It is one of the most beautiful compensations of life, that no man can sincerely try to help another without helping himself.
Chide me not, laborious band!
For the idle flowers I brought;
Every aster in my hand
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Chide me not, laborious band!
For the idle flowers I brought;
Every aster in my hand
Goes home loaded with a thought.
The day are ever divine as to the first Aryans. They are of the
least pretension, and of the read more
The day are ever divine as to the first Aryans. They are of the
least pretension, and of the greatest capacity of anything that
exists. They come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent
from a distant friendly party; but they say nothing, and if we do
not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away.
It is said that the world is in a state of bankruptcy, that the world owes the world more than read more
It is said that the world is in a state of bankruptcy, that the world owes the world more than the world can pay.