“Insist on yourself; never imitate… Every great man [or woman] is unique.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Today’s Reflection ~ Inspiration
Make the most of yourself, for that is all there is of you. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
Authenticity ~ Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
“To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
Quote on Confidence by Ralph Waldo Emerson
This time, like all times, is a very good one, if we but know what to do with it.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
No Running Away ~ Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson
I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the Stern Fact, the Sad Self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Give All To Love ~ Poem by Emerson
Give All To Love
“Give all to love;
Obey thy heart;
Friends, kindred, days,
Estate, good fame,
Plans, credit, and the muse;
Nothing refuse..”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
Today’s Quote by Emerson on Courage
It was high counsel that I once heard given to a young person, ‘always do what you are afraid to do.’
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Let Me Go Where I Will ~ Poem by Emerson
Let me go where’er I will,
I hear a sky-born music still:
It sounds from all things old,
It sounds from all things young,
From all that’s fair, from all that’s foul,
Peals out a cheerful song.
It is not only in the rose,
It is not only in the bird,
Not only where the rainbow glows,
Nor in the song of woman heard,
But in the darkest, meanest things
There alway, alway something sings.
‘Tis not in the high stars alone,
Nor in the cup of budding flowers,
Nor in the redbreast’s mellow tone,
Nor in the bow that smiles in showers,
But in the mud and scum of things
There alway, alway something sings.
—Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Today’s Quote on Strength by Emerson
Our strength grows out of our weakness.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
“There’s Always Something That Sings” Poem by Emerson
Let me go where’er I will
I hear a sky-born music still:
It sounds from all things old,
It sounds from all things young,
From all that’s fair, from all that’s foul,
Peals out a cheerful song.
It is not only in the rose,
It is not only in the bird,
Not only where the rainbow glows,
Nor in the song of woman heard,
But in the darkest, meanest things
There alway, alway something sings.
‘Tis not in the high stars alone,
Nor in the cups of budding flowers,
Nor in the redbreast’s mellow tone,
Nor in the bow that smiles in showers,
But in the mud and scum of things
There alway, alway something sings.
Ralph Waldo Emerson.
