Look sharply after your own thoughts. They come unlooked for, like a new bird seen on your trees, and, if you turn to your usual task, disappear; and you shall never find that perception again; never, I say-but perhaps years, ages, and I know not what events and worlds my lie between you and its return.
Ralph Waldo EmersonTis the privilege of Art Thus to play its cheerful part, Man on earth to acclimate And bend the exile to his fate.
Ralph Waldo Emerson