I read this from Emerson in a post on busyness:
Life goes headlong. Each of us is always to be found hurrying headlong in the chase of some fact, hunted by some fear or command behind us. Suddenly we meet a friend. We pause. Our hurry & embarrassment look ridiculous.
Now pause, now possession is required, and the power to swell the moment from the resources of our own heart until it supersedes sun & moon & solar system in its expanding immensity. The moment is all, in all noble relations.
and it reminded me (in choice of words and in content) of one of my favorite passages from Hamlet:
If it be now, ’tis not to come. If it be not to come, it will be now. If it be not now, yet it will come—the readiness is all.
- On Ralph Waldo Emerson at the Academy of American Poets.
- Hamlet, act V, scene 2 at Project Gutenberg.