These are the voices which we hear in solitude, but they grow faint and inaudible as we enter into the world.
-Emerson
We but half express ourselves, and are ashamed of that divine idea which each of us represents.
-Emerson
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)