Margaret Fuller
Margaret Fuller
Sarah Margaret Fuller Ossoli, commonly known as Margaret Fuller, was an American journalist, critic, and women's rights advocate associated with the American transcendentalism movement. She was the first full-time American female book reviewer in journalism. Her book Woman in the Nineteenth Century is considered the first major feminist work in the United States...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionActivist
Date of Birth23 May 1810
CityCambridge, MA
CountryUnited States of America
Margaret Fuller quotes about
Be what you would seem to be.
Life is richly worth living, with its continual revelations of mighty woe, yet infinite hope; and I take it to my breast.
Spirits that have once been sincerely united and tended together a sacred flame, never become entirely stranger to one another's life.
Tragedy is always a mistake; and the loneliness of the deepest thinker, the widest lover, ceases to be pathetic to us so soon as the sun is high enough above the mountains.
Drudgery is as necessary to call out the treasures of the mind, as harrowing and planting those of the earth.
A great work of Art demands a great thought or a thought of beauty adequately expressed. - Neither in Art nor Literature more than in Life can an ordinary thought be made interesting because well-dressed.
Our capacities, our instincts for this our present sphere are but half developed. Let us be completely natural; before we trouble ourselves with the supernatural.
I am 'too fiery'... yet I wish to be seen as I am and I would lose all rather than soften away anything.
All great expression, which on a superficial survey seems so easy as well as so simple, furnishes after a while, to the faithful observer, its own standard by which to appreciate it.
Our desires, once realized, haunt us again less readily.
In order that she may be able to give her hand with dignity, she must be able to stand alone.
Beware of over-great pleasure in being popular or even beloved. As far as an amiable disposition and powers of entertainment make you so, it is a happiness; but if there is one grain of plausibility, it is poison.
Essays, entitled critical, are epistles addressed to the public, through which the mind of the recluse relieves itself of its impressions.
Writing her a message that her other friends can see conveys how meaningful her friendship was, so her memory is able to stay alive.