Very quite night here with a blank mind. Ironically, I happen to listen to Robert Richardson talking about his book Emerson: The Mind on Fire.
I cannot stop thinking about Emerson's ability for self-renewal. He not only came out of all the diffculites in his life (which he had more than most of us) but he did so with so much style and used the difficulties to make his intellect and life shine. I wonder, how he did it? Yes, he was a genius but he was human too.
"Emerson had an almost intolerable awareness that every morning began with infinite promise. Any book may be read, any idea thought, any action taken. Anything that has ever been possible to human beings is possible to most of us every time the clock says six in the morning. On a day no different from the one now breaking, Shakespeare sat down to begin Hamlet and Fuller began her history of the Roman revolution of 1848. Each of us has all the time there is; each accepts those invitations he can discern. By the same token, each evening brings a reckoning of infinite regret for the paths refused, openings not seen, and actions not taken."
Emerson was human too, myth of lone genius applies to him as well. He had support of his friends, a moral support.
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