Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ralph Waldo Emerson, known professionally as Waldo Emerson, was an American essayist, lecturer, and poet who led the Transcendentalist movement of the mid-19th century. He was seen as a champion of individualism and a prescient critic of the countervailing pressures of society, and he disseminated his thoughts through dozens of published essays and more than 1,500 public lectures across the United States...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth25 May 1803
CountryUnited States of America
The house praises the carpenter.
No man acquires property without acquiring with it a little arithmetic also.
The unique impression of Jesus upon mankind - whose name is not so much written as ploughed into the history of the world - is proof of the subtle virtue of this infusion. Jesus belonged to the race of prophets. He saw with open eyes the mystery of the soul. One man was true to what is in you and me. He, as I think, is the only soul in history who has appreciated the worth of man.
There is really no insurmountable barrier save your own inherent weakness of purpose.
Only poetry inspires poetry.
Every ship that comes to America got its chart from Columbus.
Sleep is not, death is not; Who seem to die Live. House you were born in, Friends of your spring-time, old man and young maid, Day's toil and it's guerdon, They are all vanishing, Fleeing to fables, Cannot be moored
As to methods, there may be a million and then some, but principles are few. The man who grasps principles can successfully select his own methods.
Beware of what you want-for you will get it.
There is no good theory of disease which does not at once suggest a cure.
We live in succession, in division, in parts and particles. Meantime, within man, is the soul of the whole; the wise silence; the universal beauty to which every part and particle is equally related; the eternal One.
The antidote to this abuse of formal Government, is, the influence of private character, the growth of the Individual.
A weed is a plant whose virtue is not yet known.
Words are alive. Cut them and they bleed.