Ralph Waldo Emerson’s diary, 1828

Montaigne says he is sorry Brutus's treatise on Virtue is lost, because he would hear one.

In Concord, N. H., I visited the prison and went into the cells. At this season they shut up the convicts in these little granite chambers at about 4 o'clock p. m.…

A very unaccountable poem, that Pelican Island. A mixture of greatness with defects that don't appear to be slovenliness, like the slovenly greatness of Dryden, so…

... I find a kindling excitement in the thought that the feeling which prompts a child to an act of generosity is the same which guides an arch- angel to his awful…