Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies.
Truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies.
Daughter of Time, the hypocrite Days,
Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes,
And marching single in an read more
Daughter of Time, the hypocrite Days,
Muffled and dumb like barefoot dervishes,
And marching single in an endless file,
Bring diadems and fagots in their hands;
To each they offer gifts after his will,
Bread, kingdom, stars, and sky that holds them all;
I, in my pleached garden watched the pomp
Forgot my morning wishes, hastily
Took a few herbs and apples, and the Day
Turned and departed silent. I too late
Under her solemn fillet saw the scorn.
Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it
Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it
Men love to wonder and that is the seed of our science.
Men love to wonder and that is the seed of our science.
If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts, and
there abide, the huge world will come round read more
If the single man plant himself indomitably on his instincts, and
there abide, the huge world will come round to him.
