 Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.  Every Day with Emerson - Page 13by Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1902 - 99 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1844 - 332 pages
...each other are oblique and casual. Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1844 - 332 pages
...each other are oblique and casual. Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through . them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.... | |
 | John Seely Hart - 1849 - 934 pages
...kiss the soil from whence 30 JULY FETES. SKETCHES FROM THE REAL. BY MRS. CABOLINE H. BUTLEB. " Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as wo разе through them, they рготе to be many-coloured l>.-u '• which paint the world their... | |
 | 1855 - 494 pages
..." Perfection in outward life is the fruit of perfection in the life within us." — Arnold. " Life is a train of moods, like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-coloured lenses, which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus."... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1860 - 286 pages
...each other are oblique and casual. Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.... | |
 | 1884 - 460 pages
...us. Things escape us, and thua " dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus."... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1870 - 592 pages
...each other are oblique and casual. Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1875 - 584 pages
...each other are oblique and casual. Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and, as we pass through them, they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1876 - 380 pages
...other are oblique and casual. Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no // end to illusion.' Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and as we pass through them they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus*.... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1876 - 382 pages
...each other are oblique and casual. Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion.' Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and as we pass through them they prove to be many-colored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.... | |
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