We know that madness belongs to love,--what power to paint a vile object in hues of heaven.
Ralph Waldo EmersonI dream of a better tomorrow, where chickens can cross the road and not be questioned about their motives.
Ralph Waldo EmersonIt is the property of the religious spirit to be the most refining of all influences. No external advantages, no culture of the tastes, no habit of command, no association with the elegant, or even depth of affection, can bestow that delicacy and that grandeur of bearing which belong only to the mind accustomed to celestial conversation,--all else is but gilt and cosmetics, beside this, as expressed in every look and gesture.
Ralph Waldo Emerson