Very Early, I Knew That The Only

Spirits That Have Once Been Sincerely United And Tended Together A Sacred Flame, Never Become Entirely Stranger To One Another's Life.

Preparations Are Good In Life, Prologues Ruinous.

It Does Not Follow Because Many Books Are Written By Persons Born In America That There Exists An American Literature. Books Which Imitate Or Represent The Thoughts And Life Of Europe Do Not Constitute An American Literature. Before Such Can Exist, An Original Idea Must Animate This Nation And Fresh Currents Of Life Must Call Into Life Fresh Thoughts Along The Shore.

Who Can Ever Be Alone For A Moment In Italy? Every Stone Has A Voice, Every Grain Of Dust Seems Instinct With Spirit From The Past, Every Step Recalls Some Line, Some Legend Of Long-neglected Lore.

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.