Ralph Waldo Emerson Quotes

The stars awaken a certain reverence, because though always present, they are inaccessible; but all natural objects make a kindred impression, when the mind is open to their influence. Nature never wears a mean appearance.

What is the good of your stars and trees, your sunrise and the wind, if they do not enter into our daily lives?

When I admire the wonders of a sunset or the beauty of the moon, my soul expands in the worship of the creator.

Humility before the flower at the timber line is the gate which gives access to the path up the open fell.

To understand the stars would spoil their appearance.

The frost makes a flower, the dew makes a star.

So remember to look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see and hold on to that childlike wonder about what makes the universe exist.

You know the reason I love the stars is because we can't hurt them: we can't burn them, we can't melt them , we can't make them overflow, we can't flood them or burn them up—so we keep reacing for them

We feel cold, but we don't mind it, because we will not come to harm. And if we wrapped up against the cold, we wouldn't feel other things, like the bright tingle of the stars, or the music of the aurora, or best of all the silky feeling of moonlight on our skin. It's worth being cold for that.

The simple things are also the most extraordinary things, and only the wise can see them.

The stars are far brighter Than gems without measure, The moon is far whiter Than silver in treasure; The fire is more shining On hearth in the gloaming Than gold won by mining, So why go a-roaming? O! Tra-la-la-lally Come back to the Valley.

I am glad we do not have to try to kill the stars.

God has set his intentions in the flowers, in the dawn, in the spring, it is his will that we should love.

For the Infinite has sowed his name in the heavens in burning stars, but on the earth He has sowed his name in tender flowers.

Every star has been set in the sky. We mistakenly think they were put there for us.

The wise man comes to God without saying a word and stands in awe of Him.

All the stars that never were are parking cars and pumping gas.

The stars, they are as the sun. Each star. Every star. And those spheres- they are worlds, realms, each one different yet the same.

There were stars. They burned my eyes.

In our world," said Eustace, "a star is a huge ball of flaming gas." Even in your world, my son, that is not what a star is, but only what it is made of.

I hope I never become so used to the world that it no longer seems wonderful.

I see in Nature a magnificent structure... that must fill a thinking person with a feeling of humility.

With trees and rocks and the sea and the stars and the clouds and the sun - you cannot be unreal, you cannot be phoney. You HAVE to be real because when you are encountering nature, nature creates something in you which is natural. Responding to nature continuously, you become natural.

We lay there and looked up at the night sky and she told me about stars called blue squares and red swirls and I told her I'd never heard of them. Of course not, she said, the really important stuff they never tell you. You have to imagine it on your own.

The faintness of the stars, the freshness of the morning, the dewdrop on the flower, speaks to me.