After thirty, a man wakes up sad every morning, excepting perhaps five or six, until the day of his death.
Ralph Waldo EmersonYou have just dined, and however scrupulously the slaughterhouse is concealed in the graceful distance of miles, there is complicity.
Ralph Waldo EmersonPerception is a mirror not a fact. And what I look on is my state of mind, reflected outward.
Ralph Waldo Emerson