He, who loves the bristle of bayonets, only sees in their glitter what beforehand he feels in his hand.
Ralph Waldo EmersonSteam was till the other day the devil which we dreaded. Every pot made by any human potter or brazier had a hole in its cover, to let off the enemy, lest he should lift pot and roof and carry the house away.
Ralph Waldo EmersonTruth is always present; it only needs to lift the iron lids of the mind's eye to read its oracles.
Ralph Waldo Emerson