"This is a delicious evening, when the whole body is one sense, and imbibed delight through every pore. I go and come with a strange liberty in Nature, a part of herself."
Thoreau, Walden (90).
Caricature of Emerson as a transparent eyeball
by Christopher Pearce Cranch
"Standing on the bare ground,--my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space,--all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eye-ball. I am nothing. I see all. The currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or parcel of God" (996).
Ralph Waldo Emerson, Nature (1836)
http://public.wsu.edu/~campbelld/amlit/transcendentaloverhead.htm
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