Be not the slave of your own past - plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep, and swim far. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
“The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible” — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
When I bought my farm, I did not know what a bargain I had in the bluebirds, daffodils and thrushes; as little… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
In America the geography is sublime, but the men are not; the inventions are excellent, but the inventors one is sometimes ashamed… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
There is a power in love to divine another's destiny better than that other can, and by heroic encouragements, hold him to… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Of all tools, an observatory is the most sublime. . . . What is so good in a college as an observatory?… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
A sublime hope cheers ever the faithful heart, that elsewhere, in other regions of the universal powers, souls are now acting, enduring… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
But dare rather to quit the platform, plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep, & swim far, so shall you come back… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Man is made of the same atoms the world is, he shares the same impressions, predispositions, and destiny. When his mind is… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The instincts of the ant are very unimportant, considered as the ants; but the moment a ray of relation is seen to… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Whoever has had the experience of the moral sentiment cannot choose but believe in unlimited power. Each pulse from that heart isan… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
It is sublime to think and say of another, I need never meet, or speak, or write to him: we need not… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
For all our penny-wisdom, for all our soul-destroying slavery to habit, it is not to be doubted that all men have sublime… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The soul is the perceiver and revealer of truth. We know truth when we see it, let skeptic and scoffer say what… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
But, if a man would be alone, let him look at the stars. The rays that come from these heavenly worlds, will… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The history of mankind interests us only as it exhibits a steady gain of truth and right, in the incessant conflict which it records… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
If we will not interfere with our thought, but will act entirely, or see how the thing stands in God, we know the particular… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
If there is any period one would desire to be born in, is it not the age of Revolution; when the old and the… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
A man cannot speak but he judges himself. With his will or against his will he draws his portrait to the eye of his… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
Consideration is the soil in which wisdom may be expected to grow, and strength be given to every up-springing plant of duty. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
“There is then creative reading as well as creative writing. When the mind is braced by labor and invention, the page of whatever book… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
Another success is the post-office, with its educating energy augmented by cheapness and guarded by a certain religious sentimentin mankind; so that the power… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
A child reminds us that playtime is an essential part of our daily routine. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
No man can be criticised but by a greater than he. Do not, then, read the reviews. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
Coal lay in ledges under the ground since the Flood, until a laborer with pick and windlass brings it to the surface. We may… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
In a library we are surrounded by many hundreds of dear friends, but they are imprisoned by an enchanter in these paper and leathern… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
The compensations of calamity are made apparent to the understanding also, after long intervals of time. A fever, a mutilation, a cruel disappointment, a… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share
