If thou fill thy brain with Boston and New York, with fashion and covetousness, and wilt stimulate thy jaded senses with wine and French coffee, thou shalt find no radiance of wisdom in the lonely waste of the pinewoods
Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
Life is a train of moods like a string of beads; and as we pass...
He who is not everyday conquering some fear has not learned the secret of life.
What torments of grief you endured, from evils that never arrived
Men are respectable only as they respect
Self-reliance is its aversion. It loves not realities and creators, but names and customs.
Democracy becomes a government of bullies tempered by editors.
Thought is action in rehearsal
The youth, intoxicated with his admiration of a hero, fails to see, that it is...
Love is like wildflowers; It's often found in the most unlikely places.
Hence arose the saying, If I love you, what is that to you? We say...
Each age, it is found, must write its own books; or rather, each generation for...
Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of the gods.
If the tongue had not been framed for articulation, man would still be a beast...
The reward of a thing well done is having done it.
Difficulties exist to be surmounted
Whoever fights, whoever falls, Justice conquers evermore
We acquire the strength we have overcome.
Patience and fortitude conquer all things
Patience makes a women beautiful in middle age
All good things come to he who waits