Not the sun or summer alone, but every hour and season yields its tribute of delight. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I please myself with the graces of the winter scenery, and believe that we are as much touched by it as by… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
We are reformers in the spring and summer, but in autumn we stand by the old. Reformers in the morning, and conservers… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I do not wonder at a snowflake, a shell, a summer landscape, or the glory of the stars; but at the necessity… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Spring still makes spring in the mind When sixty years are told: Love wakes anew this throbbing heart, And we are never… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
In these divine pleasures permitted to me of walks in the June night under moon and stars, I can put my life… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Our fear of death is like our fear that summer will be short, but when we have had our swing of pleasure,… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Nature is a tropical swamp in sunshine, on whose purlieus we hear the song of summer birds, and see prismatic dewdrops, -… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
When summer opens, I see how fast it matures, and fear it will be short; but after the heats of July and… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Solitary converse with nature; for thence are ejaculated sweet and dreadful words never uttered in libraries. Ah! the spring days, the summer… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The Indian who was laid under a curse, that the wind should not blow on him, nor water flow to him, nor… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
What a man does, that he has. What has he to do with hope or fear? In himself is his might. Let… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The Roman rule was, to teach a boy nothing that he could not learn standing. The old English rule was, "All summer… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Women stand related to beautiful nature around us, and the enamoured youth mixes their form with moon and stars, with woods and… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The lover never sees personal resemblances in his mistress to her kindred or to others. His friends find in her a likeness… — 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
