A Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Solitude, the safeguard of mediocrity, is to genius the stern friend — © Ralph Waldo Emerson
Solitude, the safeguard of mediocrity, is to genius the stern friend
Solitude, the safeguard of mediocrity, is to genius, the stern friend, the cold, obscure shelter where moult the wings which will bear it farther than suns and stars.
One must indeed be ignorant of the methods of genius to suppose that it allows itself to be cramped by forms. Forms are for mediocrity, and it is fortunate that mediocrity can act only according to routine. Ability takes its flight unhindered.
People talk, 'Oh your father's a misogynist, look what he said about women,' like, on 'Howard Stern.' When he gets with Howard Stern, who's a friend of his, he'll joke around, because it's a comedy show. He's allowed to have a personality.
Solitude is creativity's best friend, and solitude is refreshment for our souls.
For I think it is the case with genius that it is not when quiescent so very much above mediocrity as the difference between the two might lead us to think, but that it has the power and privilege of rising from that level to a height utterly far from mediocrity: in other words that its greatness is that it can be so great.
Half the pleasure of solitude comes from having with us some friend to whom we can say how sweet solitude is.
Mediocrity borrows, genius steals.
In the republic of mediocrity, genius is dangerous.
Mediocrity can talk, but it is for genius to observe.
If you stick with a vision, it might not all work, but some of it will be absolute genius. To me, 15 minutes worth of absolute genius in a film is so much better than two hours of mediocrity. I would rather pay to see something different like that.
Jealousy is the tribute mediocrity pays to genius.
There is no gap as wide as the one between mediocrity and genius.
Education is a companion which no misfortune can depress, no crime can destroy, no enemy can alienate, no despotism can enslave. At home, a friend, abroad, an introduction, in solitude a solace and in society an ornament. It chastens vice, it guides virtue, it gives at once grace and government to genius. Without it, what is man? A splendid slave, a reasoning savage.
Jealousy is the tribute which mediocrity pays to genius.
Caricature is the tribute which mediocrity pays to genius.
There is no greater consolation for mediocrity than that the genius is not immortal.
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