Top 25 Quotes by Ralph Waldo Emerson of 4214 - Page 72

Profound sincerity is the only basis of talent as of character.

Profound sincerity is the only basis of talent as of character.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Character, Profound, Talent

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1904). “The Complete Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson: With a Biographical Introduction and Notes”

I think no virtue goes with size.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thinking, Size, Virtue

Ralph Waldo Emerson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson (Illustrated)”, p.235, Delphi Classics

Every man has a choice between love of truth and love of repose. Love of repose brings him a solid reputation and peaceful life; love of truth keeps him in suspense. A man who loves truth respects the highest law of his being.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Love Life, Men, Law

I like my boy with his endless sweet soliloquies and iterations and his utter inability to conceive why I should not leave all my nonsense, business, and writing and come to tie up his toy horse, as if there was or could be any end to nature beyond his horse. And he is wiser than we when [he] threatens his whole threat "I will not love you."

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sweet, Horse, Love You

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1959). “Emerson: A Modern Anthology”

But we need not fear that we can lose any thing by the progress of the soul. The soul may be trusted to the end.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Soul, Progress, Needs

Ralph Waldo Emerson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson (Illustrated)”, p.1335, Delphi Classics

What a man does, that he has. What has he to do with hope or fear? In himself is his might. Let him regard no good as solid but that which is in his nature, and which must grow out of him as long as he exists. The goods of fortune may come and go like summer leaves; let him scatter them on every wind as the momentary signs of his infinite productiveness.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Summer, Men, Wind

Ralph Waldo Emerson (2012). “Nature and Other Essays”, p.86, Courier Corporation

Under every deep a lower deep opens.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Very Deep

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1983). “Essays and Lectures”, p.403, Library of America

Numbers serve to discipline rhetoric. Without them it is too easy to follow flights of fancy, to ignore the world as it is and to remold it nearer the heart's desire.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Heart, Numbers, Discipline

A sublime hope cheers ever the faithful heart, that elsewhere, in other regions of the universal powers, souls are now acting, enduring and daring, which can love us, and which we can love.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Cheer, Heart, Soul

Ralph Waldo Emerson (2010). “Self-Reliance, the Over-Soul, and Other Essays”, p.51, Coyote Canyon Press

Do you love me? Means at last do you see the same truth I see? If you do, we are happy together; but when presently one of us passes into the perception of a new truth, we are divorced and the force of all nature cannot hold us to each other.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Mean, Perception, Together

Ralph Waldo Emerson, Albert J. Von Frank (2015). “Ralph Waldo Emerson: The Major Poetry”, p.80, Harvard University Press

Each philosopher, each bard, each actor has only done for me, as by a delegate, what one day I can do for myself.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

One Day, Actors, Done

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1983). “Essays and Lectures”, p.67, Library of America

Where the banana grows man is sensual and cruel.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Men, Sensual, Bananas

No facts to me are sacred; none are profane.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Sacred, Facts, Profane

How can we speak of the action of the mind under any divisions, as of its knowledge, of its ethics, of its works, and so forth, since it melts will into perception, knowledge into act? Each becomes the other. Itself alone is.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Perception, Mind, Division

Ralph Waldo Emerson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Ralph Waldo Emerson (Illustrated)”, p.1393, Delphi Classics

If I am the devil's child, I will live then, by the devil.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Children, Devil, Ifs

Every day, the sun; and, after sunset, night and her stars. Ever the winds blow; ever the grass grows. Every day, men and women, conversing, beholding and beholden. The scholar is he of all men whom this spectacle most engages. He must settle its value in his mind. What is nature to him?

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Stars, Sunset, Blow

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1851). “Essays, lectures and orations”, p.491

Two sorts of writers possess genius: those who think, and those who cause others to think.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Thinking, Two, Genius

Literature is eavesdropping.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Literature, Eavesdropping

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1969). “The Journals and Miscellaneous Notebooks of Ralph Waldo Emerson, 1838-1842”, p.121, Harvard University Press

In excited conversation we have glimpses of the universe, hints of power native to the soul, far-darting lights and shadows of an Andes landscape, such as we can hardly attain in lone meditation. Here are oracles sometimes profusely given, to which the memory goes back in barren hours.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Memories, Light, Meditation

Ralph Waldo Emerson, Barbara L. Packer, Joseph Slater, Douglas Emory Wilson (2003). “The Conduct of Life”, p.144, Harvard University Press

Beware of jokes from which we go away hollow and ashamed.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Going Away, Ashamed, Jokes

All natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Mind, Influence, Natural

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1983). “Essays and Lectures”, p.9, Library of America

Go cherish your soul; express companions; set your habits to a life of solitude; then will the faculties rise fair and full within.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Soul, Solitude, Cherish

The Same, the Same: friend and foe are of one stuff; the ploughman, the plough, and the furrow, are of one stuff; and the stuff is such, and so much, that the variations of form are unimportant.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Variation, Stuff, Form

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1981). “The Portable Emerson: New Edition”, p.224, Penguin

The terrors of the child are quite reasonable, and add to his loveliness; for his utter ignorance and weakness, and his enchanting indignation on such a small basis of capital compel every bystander to take his part.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

Children, Ignorance, Bystanders

Ralph Waldo Emerson (1870). “Society and Solitude: Twelve Chapters”, p.206, London S. Low, Son & Marston 1870.