Ralph Waldo Emerson, the transcendentalist philosopher and poet, exalted the beauty of nature, the power of individualism, and the pursuit of truth and self-reliance in his seminal works. From his groundbreaking essays like "Self-Reliance" to his lyrical poems celebrating the wonders of the natural world, Emerson's writings continue to inspire readers to embrace their innermost convictions and strive for a deeper understanding of the universe and their place within it.
"Pain indolence sterility endless ennui have also their lesson for you."
"I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the old and the new."
"What pretty oracles nature yields us on this text, in the face and behaviour of children, babes, and even brutes! That divided and rebel mind, that distrust of a sentiment because our arithmetic has computed the strength and means opposed to our purpose, these have not. Their mind being whole, their eye is as yet unconquered, and when we look in their faces, we are disconcerted. Infancy conforms to nobody: all conform to it, so that one babe commonly makes four or five out of the adults who prattle and play to it. So God has armed youth and puberty and manhood no less with its own piquancy and charm, and made it enviable and gracious and its claims not to be put by, if it will stand by itself. Do not think the youth has no force, because he cannot speak to you and me."
"Nothing is more simple than greatness; indeed, to be simple is to be great."
"Every fact is related on one side to sensation, and, on the other, to morals. The game of thought is, on the appearance of one of these two sides, to find the other: given the upper, to find the under side."
"Your actions speak so loudly, I cannot hear what you are saying."
"Men admire the man who can organize their wishes and thoughts in stone and wood and steel and brass."
"It is doubtless a vice to turn one's eyes inward too much but I am my own comedy and tragedy."
"The cramping influence of a hard formalist on a young child in repressing his spirits and courage, paralyzing the understanding, and that without producing indignation, but only fear and obedience, and even much sympathy with his tyranny, - is a familiar fact explained to the child when he becomes a man, only by seeing that the oppressor of his youth is himself a child tyrannized over by those names and words and forma, of whose influence he was merely the organ to the youth."
"By necessity, by proclivity, and by delight, we all quote."
"Discontent is want of self-discipline it is infirmity of will."
"Our knowledge is the amassed thought and experience of innumerable minds."
"To fill the hour that is happiness to fill the hour and leave no crevice for a repentance or an approval."
"Tis the good reader that makes the good book; in every book he finds passages which seem confidences or asides hidden from all else and unmistakenly meant for his ear; the profit of books is according to the sensibility of the reader; the profoundest thought or passion sleeps as in a mine, until it is discovered by an equal mind and heart."
"As a man thinketh so is he and as a man chooseth so is he."
"We are like travelers using the cinders of a volcano to roast their eggs."
"All things are engaged in writing their history...Not a foot steps into the snow, or along the ground, but prints in characters more or less lasting, a map of its march. The ground is all memoranda and signatures; and every object covered over with hints. In nature, this self-registration is incessant, and the narrative is the print of the seal."
"It does not need that a poem should be long. Every word was once a poem."
"No change of circumstances can repair a defect of character."
"I hate the giving of the hand unless the whole man accompanies it."
"Nature has made up her mind that what cannot defend itself shall not be defended."
"You would compliment a coxcomb doing a good act, but you would not praise an angel."
"There was never a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him to sleep."
"Leave this touching and clawing. Let him be to me a spirit. A message, a thought, a sincerity, a glance from him, I want, but not news nor pottage. I can get politics, and chat, and neighborly conveniences from cheaper companions. Should not the society of my friend be to me poetic, pure, universal, and great as nature itself? Ought I to feel that our tie is profane in comparison with yonder bar of cloud that sleeps on the horizon, or that clump of waving grass that divides the brook? Let us not vilify, bur raise it to that standard. That great, defying eye, that scornful beauty of his mien and action, do not pique yourself on reducing, but rather fortify and enhance."
"The sky is less grand as it shuts down over less worth in the population."