The gates of thought, - how slow and late they discover themselves! Yet when they appear, we see that they were always there, always open.
Ralph Waldo EmersonWhat can we see, read, acquire, but ourselves. Take the book, my friend, and read your eyes out, you will never find there what I find.
Ralph Waldo EmersonNature will not let us fret and fume. She does not like our benevolence or our learning much better than she likes our frauds andwars. When we come out of the caucus, or the bank, or the abolition-convention, or the temperance-meeting, or the transcendental club, into the fields and woods, she says to us, "so hot? my little Sir.
Ralph Waldo Emerson