Citations: The American Renaissance Flashcards
Our age is retrospective. It builds the sepulchres of the fathers. It writes biographies, histories, and criticism. The foregoing generations beheld God and nature face to face; we, through their eyes. Why should not we also enjoy an original relation to the universe? Why should not we have a poetry and philosophy of insight and not of tradition, and a religion by revelation to us, and not the history of theirs? […] The sun shines to-day also. There is more wool and flax in the fields. There are new lands, new men, new thoughts. Let us demand our own works and laws and worship.
(104)
Nature (1836) - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Undoubtedly we have no questions to ask which are unanswerable. We must trust the perfection of the creation so far, as to believe that whatever curiosity the order of things has awakened in our minds, the order of things can satisfy. Every man’s condition is a solution in hieroglyphic to those inquiries he would put. He acts it as life, before he apprehends it as truth. In like manner, nature is already, in its forms and tendencies, describing its own design. Let us interrogate the great apparition, that shines so peacefully around us. Let us inquire, to what end is nature? (104)
Philosophically considered, the universe is composed of Nature and the Soul. (105)
Nature (1836) - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Standing on the bare ground, — my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space,—all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eye-ball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or particle of God. The name of the nearest friend sounds then foreign and accidental: to be brothers, to be acquaintances,—master or servant, is then a trifle and a disturbance. I am the lover of uncontained and immortal beauty. In the wilderness, I find something more dear and connate than in streets or villages. In the tranquil landscape, and especially in the distant line of the horizon, man beholds somewhat as beautiful as his own nature. (106)
Nature (1836) - Ralph Waldo Emerson
The greatest delight which the fields and woods minister, is the suggestion of an occult relation between man and the vegetable. I am not alone and unacknowledged. They nod to me, and I to them. The waving of the boughs in the storm is new to me and old. […] Yet it is certain that the power to produce this delight, does not reside in nature, but in man, or in a harmony of both. (107)
Nature (1836) - Ralph Waldo Emerson
I heartily accept the motto,—“That government is best which governs least;” and I should like to see it acted up to more rapidly and systematically. (108)
All men recognize the right of revolution; that is, the right to refuse allegiance to and to resist the government, when its tyranny or its inefficiency are great and unendurable. […] But when the friction comes to have its machine, and oppression and robbery are organized, I say, let us not have such a machine any longer. In other words, when a sixth of the population of a nation which has undertaken to be the refuge of liberty are slaves, and a whole country is unjustly overrun and conquered by a foreign army, and subjected to military law, I think that it is not too soon for honest men to rebel and revolutionize. (110)
“Civil Disobedience” (1849) - Henry David Thoreau
If the injustice is part of the necessary friction of the machine of government, let it go, let it go; perchance it will wear smooth — certainly the machine will wear out. If the injustice has a spring, or a pulley, or a rope, or a crank, exclusively for itself, then perhaps you may consider whether the remedy will not be worse than the evil; but if it is of such a nature that it requires you to be the agent of injustice to another, then, I say, break the law. Let your life be a counter friction to stop the machine. What I have to do is to see, at any rate, that I do not lend myself to the wrong which I condemn. (114)
Under a government which imprisons any unjustly, the true place for a just man is also a prison. (116)
“Civil Disobedience” (1849) - Henry David Thoreau
I, the present writer, as their representative, hereby take shame upon myself for their sakes, and pray that any curse incurred by them—as I have heard, and as the dreary and unprosperous condition of the race, for many a long year back, would argue to exist—may be now and henceforth removed. (7)
“The Custom-House” (The Scarlet Letter) (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
Their immediate posterity, the generation next to the early emigrants, wore the blackest shade of Puritanism, and so darkened the national visage with it, that all the subsequent years have not sufficed to clear it up. We have yet to learn again the forgotten art of gaiety. (220)
The Scarlet Letter (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
Literature, its exertions and objects, were now of little moment in my regard. I cared not at this period for books; they were apart from me. Nature—except it were human nature—the nature that is developed in earth and sky, was, in one sense, hidden from me; and all the imaginative delight wherewith it had been spiritualized passed away out of my mind. (23)
“The Custom-House” (The Scarlet Letter) (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
It is a good lesson—though it may often be a hard one—for a man who has dreamed of literary fame […] to step aside out of the narrow circle in which his claims are recognized and to find how utterly devoid of significance, beyond that circle, is all that he achieves, and all he aims at. (24)
“The Custom-House” (The Scarlet Letter) (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
‘What is he?’ murmurs one grey shadow of my forefathers to the other. ‘A writer of story books! What kind of business in life—what mode of glorifying God, or being serviceable to mankind in his day and generation—may that be? Why, the degenerate fellow might as well have been a fiddler!’ (8)
“The Custom-House” (The Scarlet Letter) (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
“The founders of a new colony, whatever Utopia of human virtue and happiness they might originally project, have invariably recognized it among their earliest practical necessities to allot a portion of the virgin soil as a cemetery, and another portion as the site of a prison.”
The Scarlet Letter (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
“Finding it so directly on the threshold of our narrative […] we could hardly do otherwise than pluck one of its flowers, and present it to the reader. It may serve, let us hope, to symbolize some sweet moral blossom that may be found along the track, or relieve the darkening close of a tale of human frailty and sorrow.” (46)
The Scarlet Letter (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
“It may serve, let us hope, to symbolize some sweet moral blossom that may be found along the track, or relieve the darkening close of a tale of human frailty and sorrow.”
The Scarlet Letter (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
“The future is yet full of trial and success. There is happiness to be enjoyed! There is good to be done! Exchange this false life of thine for a true one. […] Preach! Write! Act! Do any thing, save to lie down and die!”
(Ch.18, p.188)
The Scarlet Letter (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
“nor for ever do battle with the world, but be a woman in it” (Ch.23, p.242)
Among many morals which press upon us from the poor minister’s miserable experience, we put only this into a sentence: —‘Be true! Be true! Show freely to the world, if not your worst, yet some trait whereby the worst may be inferred!’ (Ch.24, p.245)
The Scarlet Letter (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
It is a curious subject of observation and inquiry, whether hatred and love be not the same thing at bottom. Each, in its utmost development, supposes a high degree of intimacy and heart-knowledge; each renders one individual dependent for the food of his affections and spiritual life upon another: each leaves the passionate lover, or the no less passionate hater, forlorn and desolate by the withdrawal of his subject. Philosophically considered, therefore, the two passions seem essentially the same, except that one happens to be seen in a celestial radiance, and the other in a dusky and lurid glow. In the spiritual world, the old physician and the minister—mutual victims as they have been—may, unawares, have found their earthly stock of hatred and antipathy transmuted into golden love.
(Ch.24, p.246)
The Scarlet Letter (1850) - Nathaniel Hawthorne
For not only are whalemen as a body unexempt from that ignorance and superstitiousness hereditary to all sailors; but of all sailors, they are by all odds the most directly brought into contact with whatever is appallingly astonishing in the sea; face to face they not only eye its greatest marvels, but, hand to jaw, give battle to them. (ch.41, 144)
Moby-Dick, or, The Whale (1851) - Herman Melville
Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen, and regulating the circulation.
(ch.1, 135)
Moby-Dick, or, The Whale (1851) - Herman Melville
“And I only am escaped alone to tell thee.” Job
(epilogue, 156)
I, Ishmael, was one of that crew; my shouts had gone up with the rest; my oath had been welded with theirs. And stronger I shouted […] because of the dread in my soul. A wild, mystical, sympathetical feeling was in me; Ahab’s quenchless feud seemed mine. (ch.41, 142)
Moby-Dick, or, The Whale (1851) - Herman Melville
Yes, their supreme lord and dictator was there, though hitherto unseen by any eyes not permitted to penetrate into the now sacred retreat of the cabin.
(ch.28, 140)
Ahab had purposely sailed upon the present voyage with the one only and all-engrossing object of hunting the White Whale. Had any one of his old acquaintances on shore but half dreamed of what was lurking in him then, how soon would their aghast and righteous souls have wrenched the ship from such a fiendish man! They were bent on profitable cruises, the profit to be counted down in dollars from the mint. He was intent on an audacious, immitigable, and supernatural revenge. (ch.41, 149)
Moby-Dick, or, The Whale (1851) - Herman Melville
The White Whale swam before him as the monomaniac incarnation of all those malicious agencies which some deep men feel eating in them, till they are left living on with half a heart and half a lung […] All that most maddens and torments; all that stirs up the lees of things; all truth with malice in it; all that cracks the sinews and cakes the brain; all the subtle demonisms of life and thought; all evil, to crazy Ahab, were visibly personified, and made practically assailable in Moby Dick. He piled upon the whale’s white hump the sum of all the general rage and hate felt by his whole race from Adam down; and then, as if his chest had been a mortar, he burst his hot heart’s shell upon it. (ch.41, 147)
Moby-Dick, or, The Whale (1851) - Herman Melville
Ahab: “He tasks me; he heaps me; I see in him outrageous strength, with an inscrutable malice sinewing it. That inscrutable thing is chiefly what I hate; and be the white whale agent, or be the white whale principal, I will wreak that hate upon him. Talk not to me of blasphemy, man; I’d strike the sun if it insulted me.” (ch.36)
Moby-Dick, or, The Whale (1851) - Herman Melville
… the monomaniac incarnation of all those malicious agencies which some deep men feel eating in them …
… there yet lurks an elusive something in the innermost idea of this hue, which strikes more of panic to the soul than that redness which affrights in blood …
… the supernaturalism of this hue …
… it was his spiritual whiteness chiefly, which so clothed him with divineness; and that this divineness had that in it which, though commanding worship, at the same time enforced a certain nameless terror …
… no man can deny that in its profoundest idealized significance it calls up a peculiar apparition to the soul …
Moby-Dick, or, The Whale (1851) - Herman Melville