Not always can flowers, pearls, poetry, protestations, nor even home in another heart, content the awful soul that dwells in clay.
Ralph Waldo EmersonThe youth, intoxicated with his admiration of a hero, fails to see, that it is only a projection of his own soul, which he admires.
Ralph Waldo EmersonWe forget ourselves and our destinies in health, and the chief use of temporary sickness is to remind us of these concerns.
Ralph Waldo Emerson