At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated with beauty, and lose my sadness. I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical,... History, Self-reliance, Nature, Spiritual Laws, The American Scholar - Page 74 by Ralph Waldo Emerson - 1902 - 180 pages Full view -
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