1. Many faces, many personalities.

     

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  4. Tis’ the season.

     

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  7. These are the voices which we hear in solitude, but they grow faint and inaudible as we enter into the world.

    -Emerson

     

  8. We but half express ourselves, and are ashamed of that divine idea which each of us represents.

    -Emerson

     

  9. But man is, as it were, clapped into jail by his consciousness. As soon as he has once acted or spoken with eclat, he is a committed person, watched by the sympathy or the hatred of hundreds, whose affections must now enter into his account. There is no Lethe for this.

    -Emerson (Self-Reliance)