“He only is rich who owns the day. There is no king,
rich man, fairy, or demon who possesses such power as that. The days are ever
divine as to the first Aryans. They are of the least pretension and of the
greatest capacity of anything that exists. They come and go like muffled and
veiled figures sent from a distant party, but they say nothing, and if we do
not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away.”—American
philosopher, poet and essayist Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), “Works and
Days,” in Society and Solitude (1870)
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