Occupation: Essayist Birth: May 25, 1803 Death: April 27, 1882
Whilst all the world is in pursuit of power, culture corrects the theory of success..
A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that ….
Self-sacrifice is the real miracle out of which all the reported miracles grow. Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path ….
If you have something to say, you will be given the power to say it..
Thought is the seed of action; but action is as much its second form as thought is its first..
Books are the best of things if well used; if abused, among the worst. They are good for nothing but to inspire. I had better never see a book than b….
In failing circumstances no one can be relied on to keep their integrity..
It is the same among the men and women, as among the silent trees; always a referred existence, an absence, never a presence and satisfaction. Is it,….
Shakespeare possesses the power of subordinating nature for the purposes of expression, beyond all poets. His imperial muse tosses the creation like ….
A child convinced against his will is of the same opinion still. The reward for a thing well done, is to have done it..
For a great nature, it is a happiness to escape a religious training; religion of character is so apt to be invaded..
Money, which represents the prose of life, and which is hardly spoken of in parlors without an apology, is, in its effects and laws, as beautiful as ….
A Gothic cathedral affirms that it was done by us and not done by us..
It is the dissenter, the theorist, the aspirant, who is quitting this ancient domain to embark on seas of adventure, who engages our interest. Omitti….
Yourself a newborn bard of the Holy Ghost, cast behind you all conformity, and acquaint men at first hand with Deity..
Nor has science sufficient humanity, so long as the naturalist overlooks the wonderful congruity which subsists between man and the world; of which h….
I wiped away the weeds and foam, I fetched my sea-borne treasures home..
It is never too late to do right..
A friend, therefore, is a sort of paradox in nature. I who alone am, I who see nothing in nature whose existence I can affirm with equal evidence to ….
The forest waves, the morning breaks, The pastures sleep, ripple the lakes, Leaves twinkle, flowers like persons be And life pulsates in rock or tree..
A day is a miniature eternity..