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The days come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent from
a distant friendly party, but they say nothing, and if we do not use the
gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away.
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Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Quotes from
Essays: First Series
Self-Reliance
 | ...the thousand-eyed present, and live ever in a new day.
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 | In that deep force, the last fact behind which analysis cannot go, all things find
their common origin.
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 | We lie in the lap of immense intelligence, which makes us receivers of its truth and
organs of its activity.
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 | ...the idlest reverie, the faintest native emotion, command my curiosity and respect.
Thoughtless people contradict as readily the statement of perceptions as of opinions, or
rather much more readily; for, they do not distinguish between perception and notion. They
fancy that I choose to see this or that thing.
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 | ... perception is not whimsical, but fatal. If I see a trait, my children will see it
after me, and in course of time, all mankind, -- although it may chance that no one has
seen it before me. For my perception of it is as much a fact as the sun.
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 | Whenever a mind is simple, and receives a divine wisdom, old things pass away, --
means, teachers, texts, temples fall; it lives now, and absorbs past and future into the
present hour. All things are made sacred by relation to it, --one as much as another.
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 | Is the acorn better than the oak which is its fulness and completion? Is the parent
better than the child into whom he has cast his ripened being? Whence, then, this worship
of the past? The centuries are conspirators against the sanity and authority of the soul.
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 | Time and space are but physiological colors which the eye makes, but the soul is light;
where it is, is day; where it was, is night; and history is an impertinence and an injury,
if it be any thing more than a cheerful apologue or parable of my being and becoming.
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 | These roses under my window make no reference to former roses or to better ones; they
are for what they are; they exist with God to-day. There is no time to them. There is
simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence. |
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