Maxioms by Ralph Waldo Emerson
To be great is to be misunderstood.
To be great is to be misunderstood.
Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason
Trust the instinct to the end, though you can render no reason
Come, see the north-wind's masonry,
Out of an unseen quarry evermore
Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
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Come, see the north-wind's masonry,
Out of an unseen quarry evermore
Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer
Curves his white bastions with projected roof
Round every windward stake, or tree, or door.
Speeding, the myriad-handed, his wild work
So fanciful, so savage, naught cares he
For number or proportion.
When I have attempted to join myself to others by services, it
proved an intellectual trick,--no more. They eat read more
When I have attempted to join myself to others by services, it
proved an intellectual trick,--no more. They eat your service
like apples, and leave you out. But love them, and they feel
you, and delight in you all the time.
