My son, a perfect little boy of five years and three months, had ended his earthly life. You can never sympathize with me; you can never know how much of me such a young child can take away. A few weeks ago I accounted myself a very rich man, and now the poorest of all.


The Correspondence of Thomas Carlyle and Ralph Waldo Emerson, L834-l872 (ed. 1888)

Ralph Waldo Emerson Quotes

My son, a perfect little boy of five years and three months, had ended his earthly life. You can never sympathize with me; you can never know how...

My son, a perfect little boy of five years and three months, had ended his earthly life. You can never sympathize with me; you can never know how...

My son, a perfect little boy of five years and three months, had ended his earthly life. You can never sympathize with me; you can never know how...

My son, a perfect little boy of five years and three months, had ended his earthly life. You can never sympathize with me; you can never know how...