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Sleep Takes Off The Costume Of Circumstance, Arms Us With Terrible Freedom, So That Every Will Rushes To Deed. A Skillful Man Reads His Dreams For His Self-knowledge; Yet Not The Details, But The Quality. What Part Does He Play In Them - A Cheerful, Manly Part, Or A Poor, Drivelling Part? However Monstrous And Grotesque Their Apparitions, They Have A Substantial Truth.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Sleep Takes Off The

Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Sleep Takes Off The Costume Of Circumstance, Arms Us With Terrible Freedom, So That Every Will Rushes To Deed. A Skillful Man Reads His Dreams For His Self-knowledge; Yet Not The Details, But The Quality. What Part Does He Play In Them - A Cheerful, Manly Part, Or A Poor, Drivelling Part? However Monstrous And Grotesque Their Apparitions, They Have A Substantial Truth.

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It Really Is Considered One Of The Blessings Of Previous Mates Which You Could Manage Being Silly With Them.

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Economy Does Not Consist In Saving The Coal, But In Using The Time While It Burns.

The Most Tedious Of All Discourses Are On The Subject Of The Supreme Being.

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Intellectual Tasting Of Life Will Not Supersede Muscular Activity.

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All Loss, All Pain, Is Particular; The Universe Remains To The Heart Unhurt.

We But Half Express Ourselves, And Are Ashamed Of That Divine Idea Which Each Of Us Represents.

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Divine Persons Are Character Born, Or, To Borrow A Phrase From Napoleon, They Are Victory Organized.

Tis Good-will Makes Intelligence.

Heroism Works In Contradiction To The Voice Of Mankind And In Contradiction, For A Time, To The Voice Of The Great And Good. Heroism Is An Obedience To A Secret Impulse Of An Individual

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There Is More In Every Person's Soul Than We Think.

Rings And Other Jewels Are Not Gifts, But Apologies For Gifts. The Only Gift Is A Portion Of Thyself.

But When You Have Chosen Your Part, Abide By It, And Do Not Weakly Try To Reconcile Yourself With The World.

A Cultivated Man, Wise To Know And Bold To Perform, Is The End To Which Nature Works.

The Good News Is That The Moment You Decide That What You Know Is More Important Than What You Have Been Taught To Believe, You Will Have Shifted Gears In Your Quest For Abundance. Success Comes From Within, Not From Without.

A Man Is Known By The Books He Reads.

We Do Not Yet Possess Ourselves, And We Know At The Same Time That We Are Much More.

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Every Book Is A Quotation; And Every House Is A Quotation Out Of All Forests, And Mines, And Stone Quarries; And Every Man Is A Quotation From All His Ancestors.

To Be Able To Discern That What Is True Is True, And That What Is False Is False,--this Is The Mark And Character Of Intelligence.

Is All Literature Eavesdropping, And All Art Chinese Imitation? Our Life A Custom, And Our Body Borrowed, Like A Beggar’s Dinner, From A Hundred Charities?

Great Genial Power, One Would Almost Say, Consists In Not Being Original At All; In Being Altogether Receptive; In Letting The World Do All, And Suffering The Spirit Of The Hour To Pass Unobstructed Through The Mind.

If The Stars Should Appear But One Night Every Thousand Years How Man Would Marvel And Stare.

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The Wave Of Evil Washes All Our Institutions Alike.

We Cannot Overstate Our Debt To The Past, But The Moment Has The Supreme Claim.

Coffee Is Good For Talent, But Genius Wants Prayer.

People With Great Gifts Are Easy To Find, But Symmetrical And Balanced Ones Never.

What You Do Thunders Above Your Head So Loudly, I Cannot Hear The Words You Speak.

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The Revelation Of Thought Takes Men Out Of Servitude Into Freedom.

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Accuracy Is Essential To Beauty.

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Every Man Has A Vocation. The Talent Is The Call.

Eloquence Is The Appropriate Organ Of The Highest Personal Energy.

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The French Woman Says, 'i Am A Woman And A Parisienne, And Nothing Foreign To Me Appears Altogether Human.'

I Like The Silent Church Before The Service Begins, Better Than Any Preaching. How Far Off, How Cool, How Chaste The Persons Look,begirt Each One With A Precinct Or Sanctuary!

The Rain Has Spoiled The Farmer's Day; Shall Sorrow Put My Books Away? Thereby Are Two Days Lost.

Shallow Men Believe In Luck, Believe In Circumstances: It Was Somebody's Name, Or He Happened To Be There At Right Time, Or It Was So Then, And Another Day It Would Have Been Otherwise. Strong Men Believe In Cause And Effect.

Poetry Being ... When We Look From The Center Outward.

Body Cannot Teach Wisdom; God Only.

Nature Never Wears A Mean Appearance. Neither Does The Wisest Man Extort Her Secret, And Lose His Curiosity By Finding Out All Her Perfection.

There Is A Certain Satisfaction In Coming Down To The Lowest Ground Of Politics, For We Get Rid Of Cant And Hypocrisy.

What Is Well Done, I Feel As If I Did; What Is Ill-done, I Reck Not Of.

Democracy Is Morose, And Runs To Anarchy.

Cunning Is Strength Withheld.

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No Man Can Help Another Without Helping Himself.

Who Makes And Keeps The Jew Or The Negro Base, Who But You, Who Exclude Them From The Rights Which Others Enjoy?

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