A lovely article about Ralph Waldo Emerson in my favourite magazine this month. Here's a quote of his to put in your pipe:
Days . . "come and go like muffled & vague figures, sent from a distant friendly party; but they say nohting, & if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away . . . I find no good lives. I would live well. I seem to be free to do so, yet I think with very little respect of my way of living; it is weak, partial, not full & not progressive. But I do not see any that suits me better. . . We are all dying of miscellany"
"After thirty a man wakes up sad every morning"