I can NOT understand a determinism which rejoices in clearness and distinctions, and which is at the same time alive to moral ones... unless it be that the latter are purely speculative for it, and have little to do with its real feeling of the way life is made up.
The only discipline that stands by us, the only training that becomes intuition, is that got through life itself.
Both put me in mind of one of my favorite lines in Emerson: "Life only avails, not the having lived. Power ceases in the instant of repose..." Or, as I was saying yesterday: just get up and move, pay attention to what's around you and try to learn something from it.
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