Health Is The First Muse, And Sleep

Every Word We Speak Is Million-faced Or Convertible To An Indefinite Number Of Applications. If It Were Not So We Could Read No Book. Your Remark Would Only Fit Your Case, Not Mine.

Welcome Evermore To Gods And Men Is The Self-helping Man.

I Grieve That Grief Can Teach Me Nothing, Nor Carry Me One Step Into Real Nature.

Pure By Impure Is Not Seen.

The Philanthropists Inquire Whether Transcendentalism Does Not Mean Sloth: They Had As Lief Hear That Their Friend Is Dead, As That He Is A Transcendentalist; For Then Is He Paralyzed, And Can Never Do Anything For Humanity.