A Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson

The brevity of human life gives a melancholy to the profession of the architect. — © Ralph Waldo Emerson
The brevity of human life gives a melancholy to the profession of the architect.
He will see himself and life and the world as truly as our human limitations will permit; realizing the brevity and minuteness of human life, he will realize also that in individual minds is concentrated whatever of value the known universe contains.
Many things prevent knowledge, including the obscurity of the subject and the brevity of human life
The concept of an "architect" is one of the oldest professions in the world. Whereas, some professions, such as a "lawyer", have their roots in Latin, "Archi - tecton" is actually a Greek word, and much older. Just knowing how old the profession is gives me hope that we will still exist for years to come, even if we are changing.
My main profession is architect.
I have great emotion every time I go on stage. Nothing in life gives me the same satisfaction that my profession gives me.
How very paltry and limited the normal human intellect is, and how little lucidity there is in the human consciousness, may be judged from the fact that, despite the ephemeral brevity of human life, the uncertainty of our existence and the countless enigmas which press upon us from all sides, everyone does not continually and ceaselessly philosophize, but that only the rarest of exceptions do.
What can the redwoods tell us about ourselves? Well, I think they can tell us something about human time. The flickering, transitory quality of human time and the brevity of human life - the necessity to love.
Brevity never fatigues; therefore, brevity is always a welcome guest.
I preach that odd defiant melancholy that sees the dreadful loneliness of the human soul and the pitiful disaster of human life as ever redeemable and redeemed by compassion, friendship and love.
If brevity is the soul of wit then brevity and levity are the whole of it.
For me acting is just a profession. As much passion I have for my profession, I always seperate profession from life.
As touching the gods, I do not know whether they exist or not, nor how they are featured; for there is much to prevent our knowing: the obscurity of the subject and the brevity of human life.
He who writes distichs, wishes, I suppose, to please by brevity. But, tell me, of what avail is their brevity, when there is a whose book full of them?
In my great melancholy, I loved life, for I love my melancholy.
The architecture profession has lost a lot of its integrity, especially in the USA. The general architect here has no scruples, no ambitions.
I think every human being has a level of melancholy in life and in general.
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