A sturdy lad from New Hampshire or Vermont who in turn tries all the professions, who teams it, farms it, peddles, keeps a school,preaches, edits a newspaper, goes to Congress, buys a township, and so forth, in successive years, and always like a cat falls on his feet, is worth a hundred of these city dolls. He walks abreast with his days and feels no shame in not "studying a profession," for he does not postpone his life, but lives already.
My gentleman gives the law where he is; he will outpray saints in chapel, outgeneral veterans in the field, and outshine all courtesy in the hall. He is good company for pirates, and good with academicians; so that it is useless to fortify yourself against him; he has the private entrance to all minds, and I could as easily exclude myself, as him.
But, if we explore the literature of Heroism, we shall quickly come to Plutarch, who is its Doctor and historian. To him we owe the Brasidas, the Dion, the Epaminodas, the Scipio of old, and I must think we are more deeply indebted to him than to all the ancient writers. Each of his "Lives" is a refutation to the despondency and cowardice of our religious and political theorists. A wild courage, a Stoicism not of the schools, but of the blood, shines in every anecdote, and had given that book immense fame.
A true man belongs to no other time or place, but is the center of things.
And dazzling memory revive.Refresh the faded tints, Recut the aged prints, And write my old adventures, with the pen Which, on the first day, drew Upon the tablets blue The dancing Pleiads, and the eternal men.
Before a leaf-bud has burst, its whole life acts; in the full-blown flower there is no more; in the leafless root there is no less.
Observe how every truth and every error, each a thought of someone's mind, clothes itself with societies, houses, cities, language, ceremonies, newspapers
A Judge may be a farmer; but he is not to geld his own pigs.
Proverbs are the literature of reason, or the statements of absolute truth, without qualification. Like the sacred books of each nation, they are the sanctuary of its intuitions.
A dilettantism in nature is barren and unworthy. A fop of fields is no better than his brother on Broadway.
Our chief want in life is somebody who will make us do what we can.
This day is all that is good and fair. It is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.
Some will always be above others. Destroy the inequality today, and it will appear again tomorrow.
His heart was as great as the world, but there was no room in it to hold the memory of a wrong.
Don't be a cynic, and bewail and bemoan. Omit the negative propositions. Don't waste yourself in rejection, nor bark against the bad, but chant the beauty of the good. Set down nothing that will help somebody.
Health and appetite impart the sweetness to sugar, bread and meat.
Whatever is old corrupts, and the past turns to snakes.
A feeble man can see the farms that are fenced and tilled, the houses that are built. The strong man sees the possible houses and farms. His eye makes estates as fast as the sun breeds clouds.
They think him the best dressed man, whose dress is so fit for his use that you cannot notice or remember to describe it.
No one suspects the days to be gods.
Tis the old secret of the gods that they come in low disguises.
The wise know that foolish legislation is a rope of sand, which perishes in the twisting.
Is the parent better than the child into whom he has cast his ripened being? Whence, then, this worship of the past?
The profoundest thought or passion sleeps as in a mine, until an equal mind and heart finds and publishes it.
Out from the heart of Nature rolled The burdens of the Bible old.
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