Ralph Waldo Emerson
American Transcendentalist, Essayist and Poet
A foolish consistency is the hobgoblin of little minds, adored by little statesmen and philosophers and divines. With consistency, a great soul has simply nothing to do.
There is one mind common to all individual men. Our individual minds are like the inlets in an ocean of a universal mind.
What lies before you, what lies behind you is a small consequence to what lies within you.