Ocupation: Essayist
Life: May 25, 1803 - April 27, 1882
Birthday: May 25
Death: April 27
The Indian who was laid under a curse, that the wind should not blow on him, nor water flow to him, nor fire burn him, is a type of us all. The dearest events are summer-rain, and we the Para coats that shed every drop. Nothing is left us now but death. We look to that with a grim satisfaction, saying, there at least is reality that will not dodge us.
source: Ralph Waldo Emerson (1981). “The Portable Emerson: New Edition”, p.203, Penguin
topic: Summer, Rain, Reality, Summer Rain