Essays: First SeriesHoughton, Mifflin, 1876 - 290 pages |
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... drawn from the great repositories of nature , as the light on my book is yielded by a star a hundred millions of miles distant , as the poise of my body depends on the equilibrium of centrifugal and centripetal forces , so the hours ...
... drawn from the great repositories of nature , as the light on my book is yielded by a star a hundred millions of miles distant , as the poise of my body depends on the equilibrium of centrifugal and centripetal forces , so the hours ...
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... draw a tree with- out in some sort becoming a tree ; or draw a child by studying the outlines of its form merely , — but , by watching for a time his motions and plays , the painter enters into his nature , and can then draw him at will ...
... draw a tree with- out in some sort becoming a tree ; or draw a child by studying the outlines of its form merely , — but , by watching for a time his motions and plays , the painter enters into his nature , and can then draw him at will ...
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... draw to - day the face of a person whom he shall see to - morrow for the first time . I will not now go behind the general statement to ex- plore the reason of this correspondency . Let it suffice that in the light of these two facts ...
... draw to - day the face of a person whom he shall see to - morrow for the first time . I will not now go behind the general statement to ex- plore the reason of this correspondency . Let it suffice that in the light of these two facts ...
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... drawn out , and we are become timorous , desponding whimperers . We are afraid of truth , afraid of fortune , afraid of death , and afraid of each other . Our age yields no great and perfect persons . We want men and women who shall ...
... drawn out , and we are become timorous , desponding whimperers . We are afraid of truth , afraid of fortune , afraid of death , and afraid of each other . Our age yields no great and perfect persons . We want men and women who shall ...
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... drawn , charmed my fancy by their endless variety , and lay always before me , even in sleep ; for they are the tools in our hands , the bread in our basket , the trans- actions of the street , the farm , and the dwelling - house ...
... drawn , charmed my fancy by their endless variety , and lay always before me , even in sleep ; for they are the tools in our hands , the bread in our basket , the trans- actions of the street , the farm , and the dwelling - house ...
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Page 43 - A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind from within, more than the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages. Yet he dismisses without notice his thought, because it is his. In every work of genius we recognize our own rejected thoughts : they come back to us with a certain alienated majesty.
Page 44 - There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance ; that imitation is suicide ; that he must take himself for better for worse as his portion ; that though the wide universe is full of good, no kernel of nourishing corn can come to him but through his toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given to him to till.
Page 282 - Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us, or we find it not.
Page 46 - Society everywhere is in conspiracy against the manhood of every one of its members. Society is a joint-stock company, in which the members agree, for the better securing of his bread to each shareholder, to surrender the liberty and culture of the eater. The virtue in most request is conformity. Self-reliance is its aversion. It loves not realities and creators, but names and customs.
Page 72 - Society never advances. It recedes as fast on one side as it gains on the other. It undergoes continual changes; it is barbarous, it is civilized, it is christianized, it is rich, it is scientific ; but this change is not amelioration.
Page 44 - Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place the divine providence has found for you, the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events.
Page 50 - If you maintain a dead church, contribute to a dead Bible-society, vote with a great party either for the government or against it, spread your table like base housekeepers, — under all these screens I have difficulty to detect the precise man you are. And, of course, so much force is withdrawn from your proper life. But do your work, and I shall know you. Do your work, and you shall reinforce yourself.
Page 57 - We lie in the lap of immense intelligence, which makes us receivers of its truth and organs of its activity. When we discern justice, when we discern truth, we do nothing of ourselves but allow a passage to its beams.
Page 216 - God comes to see us without bell:" that is, as there is no screen or ceiling between our heads and the infinite heavens, so is there no bar or wall in the soul where man, the effect, ceases, and God, the cause, begins. The walls are taken away. We lie open on one side to the deeps of spiritual nature, to all the attributes of God.
Page 103 - We cannot part with our friends. We cannot let our angels go. We do not see that they only go out that archangels may come in. We are idolaters of the old. We do not believe in the riches of the soul, in its proper eternity and omnipresence. We do not believe there is any force in to-day to rival or re-create that beautiful yesterday. We linger in the ruins of the old tent where once we had bread and shelter and organs, nor believe that the spirit can feed, cover, and nerve us again. We cannot again...