Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
The studious class are their own victims; they are thin and pale,
their feet are cold, their heads are read more
The studious class are their own victims; they are thin and pale,
their feet are cold, their heads are hot, the night is without
sleep, the day a fear of interruption,--pallor, squalor, hunger,
and egotism. If you come near them and see what conceits they
entertain--they are abstractionists, and spend their days and
nights in dreaming some dream; in expecting the homage of society
to some precious scheme built on a truth, but destitute of
proportion in its presentment, of justness in its application,
and of all energy of will in the schemer to embody and vitalize
it.
Act, if you like, but you do it at your peril. Men's actions are too strong for them. Show me read more
Act, if you like, but you do it at your peril. Men's actions are too strong for them. Show me a man who has acted and who has not been the victim and slave of his action.
Earth proudly wears the Parthenon
As best gem upon her zone.
Earth proudly wears the Parthenon
As best gem upon her zone.
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.
Man is a piece of the universe made alive.
Man is a piece of the universe made alive.
