Ralph Waldo Emerson |
2. Solitary converse with nature is a second (or perhaps the first) and there are ejaculated sweet & dreadful words never uttered in libraries. Ah the spring days, summer dawns & October woods.
3. New poetry; what is new to me ..
4. Conversation... -- Emerson in His Journals (Jan, 1862)
The same fountains still do and will continue to inspire humanity far into the infinite future.
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