I am not for criticising hedgerows and black cattle. Why should we assume the faults of our friend, or wife, or father, or child, because they sit around our hearth, or are said to have the same blood? The muscles, not spontaneously moved but moved by a low usurping wilfulness, grow tight about the outline of the face, and make the most disagreeable sensation; a sensation of rebuke and warning which no brave young man will suffer twice. Is the acorn better than the oak which is its fulness and completion? Vast spaces of nature; the Atlantic Ocean, the South Sea; vast intervals of time, years, centuries, are of no account. There is somewhat low even in hope. Live no longer to the expectation of these deceived and deceiving people with whom we converse. The centuries are conspirators against the sanity and majesty of the soul. In Thebes, in Palmyra, his will and mind have become old and dilapidated as they.
The transcendentalist thought of not allowing outside figures to influence you still holds true to today. The other terror that scares us from self-trust is our consistency; a reverence for our past act or word because the eyes of others have no other data for computing our orbit than our past acts, and we are loath to disappoint them. On my saying, What have I to do with the sacredness of traditions, if I live wholly from within? This is only microscopic criticism. They teach us to abide by our spontaneous impression with good-humored inflexibility then most when the whole cry of voices is on the other side. I tell thee, thou foolish philanthropist, that I grudge the dollar, the dime, the cent I give to such men as do not belong to me and to whom I do not belong. But compare the health of the two men and you see that his aboriginal strength, the white man has lost.
A man should learn to detect and watch that gleam of light which flashes across his mind from within, more than the lustre of the firmament of bards and sages. I do not even try to sympathise with him, and he breaks no squares. Their works are done as an apology or extenuation of their living in the world,as invalids and the insane pay a high board. Both comments and pings are currently closed. Welcome evermore to gods and men is the self-helping man. Prayer that craves a particular commodityanything less than all good, is vicious.
Do your work, and you shall reinforce yourself. Realizing that your heart vibrates to an iron string allows for you to stand strong, trust yourself, and not let everyone else around you deter you from your own intuition. There is hardly anything that shows the short-sightedness or capriciousness of the imagination more than travelling does. This is to be done in our smooth times by speaking the truth. Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. There is no time to it. Dwell up there in the simple and noble regions of thy life, obey thy heart and thou shalt reproduce the Foreworld again.
However, as we grow older, society teaches us to curb our thoughts and actions, seek the approval of others, and concern ourselves with names, reputations, and customs. There is no Lethe for this. Leave your theory, as Joseph his coat in the hand of the harlot, and flee. It was an article published in November of 1822. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. I am for the synthetical method on a journey in preference to the analytical.
It is the soliloquy of a beholding and jubilant soul. Is it so bad then to be misunderstood? And these individual natures allow the great thinker — the ideal individual — to battle conformity and consistency. I replied, They do not seem to me to be such; but if I am the devils child, I will live then from the devil. And therefore a man must know how to estimate a sour face. Is the parent better than the child into whom he has cast his ripened being? Thoughtless people contradict as readily the statement of perceptions as of opinions, or rather much more readily; for they do not distinguish between perception and notion. As a general rule we do not censor any content on the site. If we cannot at once rise to the sanctities of obedience and faith, let us at least resist our temptations, let us enter into the state of war and wake Thor and Woden, courage and constancy, in our Saxon breasts.
Consider whether you have satisfied your relations to father, mother, cousin, neighbor, town, cat and dog; whether any of these can upbraid you. He who travels to be amused or to get somewhat which he does not carry, travels away from himself, and grows old even in youth among old things. The open air improves this sort of conversation or friendly altercation, by setting a keener edge on appetite. He comes in ungraciously between us and our imaginary character. It is for itself and not for a spectacle. In history our imagination makes fools of us, plays us false.
You must court him; he does not court you. Yet will I turn to thee in thought, O sylvan Dee, as then thou wert, in joy, in youth and gladness; and thou shalt always be to me the river of Paradise, where I will drink the waters of life freely! I am not, in the ordinary acceptation of the term, a good-natured man; that is, many things annoy me besides what interferes with my own ease and interest. Suppose you should contradict yourself; what then? A singular equality may be observed between the great men of the first and of the last ages; nor can all the science, art, religion, and philosophy of the nineteenth century avail to educate greater men than Plutarchs heroes, three or four and twenty centuries ago. There are two confessionals, in one or the other of which we must be shriven. We but half express ourselves, and are ashamed of that divine idea which each of us represents. Beauty, convenience, grandeur of thought and quaint expression are as near to us to any, and if the American artist will study with hope and love the precise thing to be done by him, considering the climate, the soil, the length of the day, the wants of the people, the habit and form of the government, he will create a house in which all these will find themselves fitted, and taste and sentiment will be satisfied also. Instead of a friend in a postchaise or in a tilbury, to exchange good things with, and vary the same stale topics over again, for once let me have a truce with impertinence.
I will stand here for humanity, and though I would make it kind, I would make it true. If it prove a mind of uncommon activity and power, a Locke, a Lavoisier, a Hutton, a Bentham, a Spurzheim, it imposes its classification on other men, and lo! I seek the Vatican and the palaces. A person with self-esteem, on the other hand, exhibits originality and is childlike — unspoiled by selfish needs — yet mature. There is a difference between enjoying solitude and being a social hermit. Then, again, do not tell me, as a good man did today, of my obligation to put all poor men in good situations. A character is like an acrostic or Alexandrian stanza;read it forward, backward, or across, it still spells the same thing.