Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear.
Ralph Waldo EmersonAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet, Writer, Philosopher
- Nationality: american
- Born: May 25, 1803
- Died: April 27, 1882
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