Artists must be sacrificed to their art.
No great man ever complains of want of opportunity.
Every fact is related on one side to sensation, and, on the other, to morals. The game of thought is, on the appearance of one of these two sides, to find the other; given the upper, to find the under side.
For every benefit you receive a tax is levied.
Not gold but only men can makeA people great and strong;Men who for truth and honors sakeStand fast and suffer long. Brave men who work while others sleep,Who dare while others flyThey build a nations pillars deepAnd lift them to the sky.
Whatever limits us we call fate.
He who has a thousand friends has not a friend to spare. While he who has one enemy will meet him everywhere.
The next best thing to saying a good thing yourself, is to quote one.
Men who for truth and honor’s sake stand fast and suffer long. Brave men who work while others sleep. Who dare while others fly.They build a nation’s pillars deep. And lift them to the sky.
There is a time when a man distinguishes the idea of felicity from the idea of wealth; it is the beginning of wisdom.
What is a weed? A plant whose virtues have never been discovered.
Mr. Emerson visited Thoreau at the jail, and the meeting between the two philosophers must have been interesting and somewhat dramatic. The account of the meeting was told me by Miss Maria Thoreau Henry Thoreaus auntHenry, why are you here? Waldo, why are you not here?
Old and new make the warp and woof of every moment. There is no thread that is not a twist of these two strands. By necessity, by proclivity, and by delight, we all quote.
There is a certain satisfaction in coming down to the lowest ground of politics, for we get rid of cant and hypocrisy.
There are always difficulties arising that tempt you to believe your critics are right.
Self-sacrifice is the real miracle out of which all the reported miracles grow.
Every violation of truth is not only a sort of suicide in the liar, but is a stab at the health of human society.
There is no prosperity, trade, art, city, or great material wealth of any kind, but if you trace it home, you will find it rooted in a thought of some individual man.
The thirst for adventure is the vent which Destiny offers; a war, a crusade, a gold mine, a new country, speak to the imagination and offer swing and play to the confined powers.
Men lose their tempers in defending their taste.
We know better than we do. We do not yet possess ourselves…
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