There are as many pillows of illusion as flakes in a snow-storm. We wake from one dream into another dream.
Ralph Waldo EmersonI see not any road of perfect peace which a man can walk but after the counsel of his own bosom.
Ralph Waldo EmersonThe martyr cannot be dishonored. Every lash inflicted is a tongue of fame; every prison a more illustrious abode.
Ralph Waldo Emerson