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The Letters of Margaret Fuller: 1850 and undated

This book presents a selection of letters from Margaret Fuller, offering insight into her personal and professional life during the 1850s. The letters provide a glimpse into the thoughts and experiences of a prominent figure in the intellectual and literary circles of her time. more

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Margaret Fuller
Margaret Fuller

Margaret Fuller, born on May 23, 1810, was an influential American journalist and feminist. She made significant contributions to literature, philosophy, and social reform, and is considered a key figure of the American Renaissance. more

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“I was happy as a child with my toys in my nursery. I been happier every year since I became a man. But this interlude of school makes a somber grey patch upon the chart of my journey. It was a unending spell of worries that did not then seem petty, and of toil uncheered by fruition; a time of discomfort, restriction and purposeless monotony.”

“I never heard of anybody who admired the character of sheep. Even the gentlest human personalities in contact with them are annoyed by their lack of brains, courage and initiative, by their extraordinary ability to get themselves into uncomfortable or dangerous situations and then wait in inert helplessness for someone to rescue them.”

“one reason we haven't any national art is because we have too much magnificence. All our capacity for admiration is used up on the splendor of palace-like railway stations and hotels. Our national tympanum is so deafened by that blare of sumptuousness that we have no ears for the still, small voice of beauty.”

“Vermont tradition is based on the idea that group life should leave each person as free as possible to arrange his own life. This freedom is the only climate in which (we feel) a human being may create his own happiness. ... Character itself lies deep and secret below the surface, unknown and unknowable by others. It is the mysterious core of life, which every man or woman has to cope with alone, to live with, to conquer and put in order, or to be defeated by.”