Interesant, cu o mica steluta (nota de subsol imaginara)...
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Nature is a language and every new fact one learns is a new word; but it is not a language taken to pieces and dead in the dictionary, but the language put together into a most significant and universal sense. I wish to learn this language, not that I may know a new grammar, but that I may read the great book that is written in that tongue.
We live in succession, in division, in parts, in 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. And this deep power in which we exist and whose beatitude is all accessible to us, is not only self-sufficing and perfect in every hour, but the act of seeing and the thing seen, the seer and the spectacle, the subject and the object, are one. We see the world piece by piece, as the sun, the moon, the animal, the tree; but the whole, of which these are shining parts, is the soul.
A chief event of life is the day in which we have encountered a mind that startled us.
A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines.
A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.
A good indignation brings out all one's powers.
A great part of courage is the courage of having done the thing before.
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