With thought, with the ideal, is immortal hilarity, the rose of joy. Round it all the muses sing. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Circles, like the soul, are neverending and turn round and round without a stop — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
General ideas are essences. They are our gods: they round and ennoble the most partial and sordid way of living. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
In all things I would have the island of a man inviolate. Let us sit apart as the gods, talking from peak… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Put the argument into a concrete shape, into an image, some hard phrase, round and solid as a ball, which they can… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
We live in a system of approximations. Every end is prospective of some other end, which is also temporary; a round and… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The House ...She lays her beams in music, In music everyone, To the cadence of the whirling world Which dances around the… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Presently we pass to some other object which rounds itself into a whole as did the first; for example, a well-laid garden;… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
There are dull and bright, sacred and profane, coarse and fine egotists. It is a disease that, like influenza, falls on all… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Life is girt all round with a zodiac of sciences, the contributions of men who have perished to add their point of… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Come, see the north-wind's masonry, Out of an unseen quarry evermore Furnished with tile, the fierce artificer Curves his white bastions with… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
O friend, my bosom said, Through thee alone the sky is arched. Through thee the rose is red; All things through thee… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Society is an illusion to the young citizen. It lies before him in rigid repose, with certain names, men, and institutions, rootedlike… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
When the boys come into my yard for leave to gather horse-chestnuts, I own I enter into nature's game, and affect to… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
Ever the words of the gods resound; But the porches of man's ear seldom in this low life's round are unsealed, that… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
By the rude bridge that arched the flood, Their flag to April's breeze unfurled, Here once the embattled farmers stood, And fired… — 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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
A child reminds us that playtime is an essential part of our daily routine. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
No man can be criticised but by a greater than he. Do not, then, read the reviews. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
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 Image
