 | 156 pages
...than saying what we think, we quote "some saint or sage." But all things exist in the eternal now: "These roses under my window make no reference to...rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence." We do not live in the present ourselves, but, "with reverted eye," lament the past or, heedless of... | |
 | Richard Poirier - 2003 - 334 pages
...one's self) from the past that Stein apparently didn't know she was echoing Emerson's "SelfReliance": "These roses under my window make no reference to...roses or to better ones; they are for what they are. There is simply the rose." The American, by which I specifically mean the Emersonian, genius, of which... | |
 | Osho - 2004 - 312 pages
..."Man is timid and apologetic. He is no longer upright. He dares not say 'I am'. He is ashamed before the blade of grass or the blowing rose. These roses...ones. They are for what they are. They exist with godliness today." Let this be the very foundation of your life, 'They exist with godliness today."... | |
 | Meindert Evers - 2004 - 222 pages
...Der Appell, der von Emersons Werk ausgeht, lautet: Vertrau Dir selbst, blick nicht zurück, arbeite! „These roses under my window make no reference to...are; they exist with God to-day. There is no time to them."35 Der Mensch macht den Fehler, dass er voller Nostalgie zurückblickt. „But man postpones... | |
 | Ralph Waldo Emerson - 2005 - 69 pages
...longer upright; he dares not say "I think," "I am," but quotes some saint or sage. He is ashamed before the blade of grass or the blowing rose. These roses...perfect in every moment of its existence. Before a leaf -bud has burst, its whole life acts; in the full-blown flower there is no more; in the leafless... | |
 | Frederic Tuten - 2005 - 258 pages
...Clavdia's words away with it to the gorge below. "I grow to know less and less of yesterdays, Clavdia. 'These roses under my window make no reference to...perfect in every moment of its existence. Before a leaf bud has burst, its whole life acts; in the full-blown flower there is no more; in the leafless... | |
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These roses under my window make no reference to former roses or to better ones ; they are for what they are; they exist with God to-day. 
