Quote #118
Thou art to me a delicious torment.
More from Ralph Waldo Emerson
- I awoke this morning with devout thanksgiving for my friends, the old and the new.
- Almost all people descend to meet.
- Men suffer all their life long, under the foolish superstition that they can be cheated. But it is as impossible for a man to be cheated by…
- Happy is the house that shelters a friend!
- Every thing in nature contains all the powers of nature. Every thing is made of one hidden stuff.
- A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud.
- For every thing you have missed, you have gained something else; and for every thing you gain, you lose something.
- A friend may well be reckoned the masterpiece of nature.