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Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
Age: 78 †
Born: 1803
Born: May 25
Died: 1882
Died: April 27
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Sooner or later that which is now life shall be poetry, and every fair and manly trait shall add a richer strain to the song.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
In every man there is something wherein I may learn of him, and in that I am his pupil.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The world leaves no track in space, and the greatest action of man no mark in the vast idea.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Every word was once a poem.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
It is curious that Christianity, which is idealism, is sturdily defended by the brokers, and steadily attacked by the idealists.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
If we could have any security against moods! If the profoundest prophet could be holden to his words, and the hearer who is readyto sell all and join the crusade, could have any certificate that to-morrow his prophet shall not unsay his testimony!
Ralph Waldo Emerson
It is the ignorant and childish part of mankind that is the fighting part. Idle and vacant minds want excitement
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Almost every man we meet requires some civility requires to be humored - he has some fame, some talent, some whim of religion or philanthropy in his head that is not to be questioned, and which spoils all conversation with him. But a friend is a sane man who exercises not my ingenuity, but me.
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A man makes inferiors his superiors by heat self control is the rule. Anger is an uncontrollable feeling that betrays what you are when you are not yourself. Anger is that powerful internal force that blows out the light of reason. Know this to be the enemy: it is anger, born of desire.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Man is a shrewd inventor, and is ever taking the hint of a new machine from his own structure, adapting some secret of his own anatomy in iron, wood, and leather, to some required function in the work of the world.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
What we have learned from other becomes our own reflection.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
When good is near you, when you have life in yourself, it is not by any known or accustomed way you shall not discern the foot-prints of any other you shall not see the face of man you shall not hear any name the way, the thought, the good, shall be wholly strange and new. It shall exclude example and experience.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
A part of fate is the freedom of man. Forever wells up the impulse of choosing and acting in his soul.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The power of a man increases steadily by continuance in one direction. He becomes acquainted with the resistances and with his own tools increases his skill and strength and learns the favorable moments and favorable accidents.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
It is always a practical difficulty with clubs to regulate the laws of election so as to exclude peremptorily every social nuisance. Nobody wishes bad manners. We must have loyalty and character.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
We are made aware that magnitude of material things is relative, and all objects shrink and expand to serve the passion of the poet. Thus, in his sonnets, the lays of birds, the scents and dyes of flowers, he finds to be the shadow of his beloved time, which keeps her from him, is his chest the suspicion she has awakened, is her ornament
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The nobler the truth or sentiment, the less imports the question of authorship.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Spring still makes spring in the mind When sixty years are told: Love wakes anew this throbbing heart, And we are never old Over the winter glaciers I see the summer glow And through the wind-piled snowdrift The warm rosebuds below.
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