In a "Graphics Design: Page Layout" class at Foothill College (1994), Kent Manske gave out quotations and asked students to illustrate them using Adobe Illustrator. After selecting Emerson's "Power" quote, Medici Script was used as the font to reflect the renaissance of "music, poetry, and art" that is reborn in our heart whenever the heavenly power visits us. Trajan Bold was used as the font for the capital letters to refect the imperial power of Rome. The letters "POWER" were exuded in Adobe Dimensions, and Emerson's quote was made to pour out of the letter "O" as a cone of light. For the backgroud, a circular gradient was used blending colors from cyan, magenta, and yellow. The paper's texture created the snowlike effect when scanned in Adobe Photoshop. This quote appeared in Ralph Waldo Emerson's "Love" from his Essays: First Series (1841).
Here's the quote in its context.

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For though the celestial rapture falling out of heaven seizes only upon those of tender age, and although a beauty overpowering all analysis or comparison and putting us quite beside ourselves we can seldom see after thirty years, yet the remembrance of these visions outlasts all other remembrances, and is a wreath of flowers on the oldest brows. But here is a strange fact; it may seem to many men, in revising their experience, that they have no fairer page in their life's book than the delicious memory of some passages wherein affection contrived to give a witchcraft, surpassing the deep attraction of its own truth, to a parcel of accidental and trivial circumstances. In looking backward they may find that several things which were not the charm have more reality to this groping memory than the charm itself which embalmed them. But be our experience in particulars what it may, no man ever forgot the visitations of that power to his heart and brain, which created all things anew; which was the dawn in him of music, poetry, and art; which made the face of nature radiant with purple light, the morning and the night varied enchantments; when a single tone of one voice could make the heart bound, and the most trivial circumstance associated with one form is put in the amber of memory; when he became all eye when one was present, and all memory when one was gone; when the youth becomes a watcher of windows and studious of a glove, a veil, a ribbon, or the wheels of a carriage; when no place is too solitary and none too silent, for him who has richer company and sweeter conversation in his new thoughts than any old friends, though best and purest, can give him; for the figures, the motions, the words of the beloved object are not like other images written in water, but, as Plutarch said, "enamelled in fire," and make the study of midnight:—