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 - 1876 - 504 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 manycolored lenses which paint the world their own hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.... | |
| Horatio King - 1881 - 58 pages
...best.' Another says that 'Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion;' that 'Life is a train of moods like a string of beads, and as...hue, and each shows only what lies in its focus.' ''To me life is more than an idle dream. It has a substantial reality; and the higher the cultivation... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883 - 648 pages
...oblique and casual. 92 EXPERIENCE. 93 Dream delivers us to dream, and there is no end to illusion. Life and holding his coloured lenses which paint the world their own true, and each shows only what lies in its focus. From... | |
| Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1883 - 282 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 - 1883 - 326 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.... | |
| Concord School of Philosophy - 1883 - 176 pages
...facts. Things escape us, and thus " 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 - 462 pages
...us. Things escape us, and thus " 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."... | |
| WILLIAM T HARRIS - 1884 - 482 pages
...us. Things escape us, and thus " 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."... | |
| Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1885 - 554 pages
...converse with." In the same essay, — " 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." J And of Love's world, with the cadences... | |
| Edmund Clarence Stedman - 1885 - 544 pages
...converse with." In the same essay, — " 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." J And of Love's world, with the cadences... | |
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