To fill the hour; that is happiness to fill the hour, and leave no crevice for a repentance or an approval.
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 EmersonThe growth of the intellect is spontaneous in every expansion. The mind that grows could not predict the times, the means, the mode of that spontaneity. God enters by a private door into every individual.
Ralph Waldo Emerson