Ralph Waldo Emerson Quotes
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It is my desire, in the office of a Christian minister, to do nothing which I cannot do with my whole heart. Having said this, I have said all.
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The revelation of thought takes men out of servitude into freedom.
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Discontent is the want of self-reliance: it is infirmity of will.
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We are a puny and fickle folk. Avarice, hesitation, and following are our diseases.
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Fate is nothing but the deeds committed in a prior state of existence.
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O Day of days when we can read! The reader and the book, either without the other is naught.
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The creation of a thousand forests is in one acorn.
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Words are also actions, and actions are a kind of words.
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For everything you have missed, you have gained something else, and for everything you gain, you lose something else.
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There are always two parties, the party of the Past and the party of the Future: the Establishment and the Movement. At times the resistance is reanimated, the schism runs under the world and appears in Literature, Philosophy, Church, State and social customs.
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Solvency is maintained by means of a national debt, on the principle, 'If you will not lend me the money, how can I pay you?'
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We are wiser than we know.
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Born for success he seemed, With grace to win, with heart to hold, With shining gifts that took all eyes.
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In skating over thin ice our safety is in our speed.
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I find the Englishman to be him of all men who stands firmest in his shoes. They have in themselves what they value in their horses, - mettle and bottom.
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Thou animated torrid-zone.
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Every particular in nature, a leaf, a drop, a crystal, a moment of time is related to the whole, and partakes of the perfection of the whole.
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When we quarrel, how we wish we had been blameless.
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A man is a golden impossibility. The line he must walk is a hair's breadth. The wise through excess of wisdom is made a fool.
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Mysticism is the mistake of an accidental and individual symbol for an universal one.
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He who is not everyday conquering some fear has not learned the secret of life.
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And when his hours are numbered, and the world Is all his own, retiring, as he were not, Leaves, when the sun appears, astonished Art To mimic in slow structures, stone by stone Built in an age, the mad wind's night-work, The frolic architecture of the snow.
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The highest revelation is that God is in every man.
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Every really able man, in whatever direction he work,-a man of large affairs, an inventor, a statesman, an orator, a poet, a painter,-if you talk sincerely with him, considers his work, however much admired, as far short of what it should be.