It must be that when God speaketh, he should communicate, not one thing, but all things; should fill the world with his voice; should scatter forth light, nature, time, souls, from the centre of the present thought; and new date and new create the whole. Whenever a mind is simple and receives a divine wisdom, old things pass away, - means, teachers, texts, temples fall; it lives now, and absorbs past and future into the present hour. All things are made sacred by relation to it,-one as much as another. All things are disolved to ther center by thier cause.
Nature suffers nothing to remain in her kingdoms which cannot help itsef. The genesis and maturation of the planet, its poise and orbit, the bended tree recovering itself from the strong wind, the vital resources of every animal and vegitable, are the demonstrations of the self-sufficing and therefore self-relying soul.
Insist on yourself; never imitate. Your own gift you can present every moment with the cumulative force of a whole life's cultivation; but of the adopted talent of another you have only an extemporaneous half possession. That which each can do best, none but his Maker can teach him.
A political victory, a rise of rents, the recovery of your sick or return of your absent friend, or some other favorable event raises your spirits, and you think that good days are preparing for you. Do not beleive it. Nothing can bring you peace but yourself.
You think that it is because I have3 an income which exempts me from your day-labour, that I waste (as you call it) my time in sun-gazing and star-gazing. You do not know me. If my debts, as they threaten, should consume what money I have, I should live just as I do now: I should eat worse food, and wear a courser coat, and should wander in a potato patch instead of in the wood - but it is I, not my twelve hundred dollars a year that love God.
Well, most men have bound thier eyes with one or another handkerchief, and attached themselves to some one of these communities of opinion. This conformity makes them not false in a few particulars, author of a few lies, but false in all particulars. Thier every truth is not quite true. Thier two is not the real two, thier four is not the real four; so that every word they say chagrins us and we know not where to begin to set them right. Meantime nature is not slow to equip us in the prison uniform of the party to which we adhere. We come to wear one cut of face and figure, and aquire, by degrees, the gentlest asinine expression.