emerson: their mind being whole. their eye is as yet unconquered, and when we look in their faces we are disconcerted

divine postman: it can only be the young to renovate society emerson

emerson: every young person must persist and stay rooted in their hearts desire divine postman. infancy conforms to nobody all conform to it so that one babe commonly makes four or five out of the adults who prattle and play with it

divine postman: do your work and do it well. only love can set us free

emerson: we are in heaven in this age man must choose his own fate he must overcome himself within

divine postman: one must understand and solve the sphinx decoding this whelping monster who slews the mass of man for being ignorant

emerson: he will be rewarded for his persistent labour.

divine postman: so nature has armed youth and puberty and manhood no less with its own piquancy and charm

divine postman: and made it enviable and gracious and its claims not to be put, if it stands by itself

emerson: do not think the youth has no voice because he cannot speak to the adult. hark! his voice in the next room is sufficiently clear and emphatic

divine postman: it seems he knows how to speak to his contemporaries.

emerson: bashful or bold, then, he will know how to make his seniors very unecessary

divine postman: we must eat to live and not live to eat. the glory of the present can never be understood without reconciling the past

emerson: the mass of man live in fear divine postman. they fear poverty, they fear each other, and they fear fortune

divine postman: we can never love when we do not love ourselves, and to do so we must be prepared to enter the cave that we fear because it is where our treasure lies

emerson: we can only gain when we are prepared to lose divine postman. we must abandon the life we’ve planned so as to have the one that is waiting for us

divine postman: there must be a spring in our every step and every man must learn to help himself.

emerson: he must be his own law reciting his deeds. the loser now will be later to win. all that we do is made infinite and so will multiply

divine postman: let us embrace every season in our lives emerson