There is some danger lest there be no real religion in the heart which craves too much daily sympathy.
MARGARET FULLERBut the golden-rod is one of the fairy, magical flowers; it grows not up to seek human love amid the light of day, but to mark to the discerning what wealth lies hid in the secret caves of earth.
More Margaret Fuller Quotes
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What a difference it makes to come home to a child!
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Genius will live and thrive without training, but it does not the less reward the watering pot and the pruning knife.
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Man tells his aspiration in his God; but in his demon he shows his depth of experience.
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Whatever the soul knows how to seek, it cannot fail to obtain.
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Reverence the highest, have patience with the lowest. Let this day’s performance of the meanest duty be thy religion. Are the stars too distant, pick up the pebble that lies at thy feet, and from it learn the all.
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The use of criticism, in periodical writing, is to sift, not to stamp a work.
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We would have every arbitrary barrier thrown down. We would have every path laid open to woman as freely as to man.
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Only the dreamer shall understand realities, though in truth his dreaming must be not out of proportion to his waking.
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Spirits that have once been sincerely united and tended together a sacred flame, never become entirely stranger to one another’s life.
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Truth is the nursing mother of genius. No man can be absolutely true to himself, eschewing cant, compromise, servile imitation, and complaisance without becoming original.
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We would have every arbitrary barrier thrown down. We would have every path laid open to woman as freely as to man.
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Harmony exists no less in difference than in likeness, if only the same key-note govern both parts.
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Tragedy is always a mistake; and the loneliness of the deepest thinker, the widest lover, ceases to be pathetic to us so soon as the sun is high enough above the mountains.
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Nature seems to have poured forth her riches so without calculation, merely to mark the fullness of her joy.
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Tremble not before the free man, but before the slave who has chains to break.
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