Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
All history is a record of the power of minorities, and of minorities of one.
All history is a record of the power of minorities, and of minorities of one.
We must be as courteous to a man as we are to a picture, which we are willing to give read more
We must be as courteous to a man as we are to a picture, which we are willing to give the advantage of a good light.
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems read more
Announced by all the trumpets of the sky,
Arrives the snow, and, driving o'er the fields,
Seems nowhere to alight: the whited air
Hides hills and woods, the river, and the heaven,
And veils the farmhouse at the garden's end.
The sled and traveller stopped, the courier's feet
Delayed, all friends shut out, the housemates sit
Around the radiant fireplace, enclosed
In a tumultuous privacy of storm.
Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it.
Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it.
In every work of genius we recognise our own rejected thoughts; they come back to us with a certain alienated read more
In every work of genius we recognise our own rejected thoughts; they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty.
