Ralph Waldo Emerson

So with this, in keeping us strong, fulfilling America's promise to knowledge and equality, that promise is lived every time a patron reads a book, explores a tactile map, listens to the Constitution, or discovers a story that reminds them they belong in the world of ideas.

Ralph Waldo Emerson reminds us of the true source of national strength.

A quote, Not gold, but only men can make a people great and strong.

And Emily Dickerson offers us two truths that speak directly to our mission.

The only thing he cares about is that he should meet his moral obligations.

Ralph Waldo Emerson once said that greatness is the perception that virtue is enough, which is an elegant and beautiful line because all of the stoics bas- basically believe that.

Virtue, moral virtue, an organized soul which pursues rationally the ends which are good for all human beings, they finally understand their greatness consists in the fact that they perceive that virtue is enough.

We do not need wealth.

I love motivational quotes.

One of the ones that I always kind of think about and say, Ralph Waldo Emerson said, what lies before you and what lies behind you are nothing compared to what lies within you.

And

I think there's a level where, you know, yes, my past has taught me certain things, my passive, you know, but I'm very spiritual and I have gratitude, uh, to God because even the hardships that I didn't understand when I was going through them, I'm so grateful I did because it made me a better and stronger person and it made me an authority.

If these two things be the conscience of the writer and the career of his hero, it is not difficult to see on which side the biographer of Emerson has found himself strongest.

Ralph Waldo Emerson was a man of genius, but he led for nearly eighty years a life in which the sequence of events had little of the rapidity or the complexity that a spectator loves.

There is something we miss very much as we turn these pages, something that has a kind of accidental, inevitable presence in almost any personal record, something that may be most definitely indicated under the name of color.

We lay down the book with a singular impression of paleness, an impression that comes partly from the tone of the biographer and partly from the moral complexion of his subject, but mainly from the vacancy of the page itself.

But it is necessary to write a letter to a friend, and, forthwith, troops of gentle thoughts invest themselves on every hand with chosen words.

By Ralph Waldo Emerson.

I am startled that God can make me so rich, even with my own cheap stores.

It needs but a few wisps of straw in the sun, some small word dropped, or that has lain long silent in some book.

He who knows the most, he who knows what sweets and virtues are in the ground, the waters, the plants, the heavens, and how to come at these enchantments, is the rich and royal man.

Nature is loved by what is best in us.

By Ralph Waldo Emerson.

Monday morning, as I had expected after last night's heavy mist, broke warm and radiantly sunny.

To Walt.

In 1855, been working on it for years, he sent a copy to Ralph Waldo Emerson, who was his hero.

the great essayist, they'd never met.

But it was like Whitman was fanboy of Emerson.

The Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo, which brought to the United States what became known as the Mexican Cession, which is everything from Texas westward to California, northward to Colorado, part of Utah, what is now modern Arizona and New Mexico, the entire American Southwest, the largest land acquisition of American history after the Louisiana Purchase.

It was not popular in large parts of the North.

It was Ralph Waldo Emerson who said, we may conquer Mexico, but Mexico will poison us.

And by that, he meant the political cohesion of the United States, whatever's left of political unity.

For instance, though colored children attended the schools, and were treated kindly by their teachers, the New Bedford Lyceum refused, till several years after my residence in that city, to allow any colored person to attend the lectures delivered in its hall.

Not until such men as Charles Sumner, Theodore Parker, Ralph Waldo Emerson, and Horace Mann refused to lecture in their course while there was such a restriction, was it abandoned.

Becoming satisfied that I could not rely on my trade in New Bedford to give me a living, I prepared myself to do any kind of work that came to hand— I sawed wood, shoveled coal, dug cellars,

moved