What your heart thinks great is great. The soul’s emphasis is always right. Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 – 1882)

What your heart thinks great is great. The soul’s emphasis is always right. Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 – 1882)
The only elevation of a human being consists in the exercise, growth, energy of the higher principles and powers of his soul. A bird may be shot upwards to the skies by a foreign force; but it rises, in the true sense of the word, only when it spreads its own wings and soars by its own living power. William […]
I call that mind free which is not passively framed by outward circumstances, which is not swept away by the torrent of events, which is not the creature of accidental impulse, but which bends events to its own improvement, and acts from an inward spring, from immutable principles which is has deliberately espoused. William Ellery Channing (1780 – 1842)
The soul’s communication of truth is the highest event in nature… and this communication is an influx of the Divine Mind into our mind… Every moment when the individual feels invaded by it is memorable. Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803 – 1882)
Happy is the man to whom Heaven has given a morsel of bread without laying him under the obligation of thanking any other for it than Heaven itself. Miguel de Cervantes (1547 – 1616)
Cannot a strong interest turn difficulty into pleasure? Let the love of truth, of which I have spoken, be awakened, and obstacles in the way to it will whet, not discourage, the mind, and inspire a new delight into its acquisition. William Ellery Channing (1780 – 1842)
Beauty is truth, truth beauty — that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know. John Keats (1795 – 1821)
Beauty doth varnish age, as if new-born, And gives the crutch the cradle’s infancy: O, ’tis the sun that maketh all things shine. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
Celestial as thou art, O, pardon, love, this wrong, That sings heaven’s praise with such an earthly tongue. William Shakespeare (1564 – 1616)
All natural results are spontaneous. The diamond sparkles without effort, and the flowers open impulsively beneath the summer rain. And true religion is a spontaneous thing — as natural as it is to weep, to love, or to rejoice. E.H. Chapin (1814 – 1880)