But the mark of American merit in painting, in sculpture, in poetry, in fiction, in eloquence, seems to be a certain grace withoutgrandeur, and itself not new but derivative; a vase of fair outline, but empty,--which whoso sees, may fill with what wit and character is in him, but which does not, like the charged cloud, overflow with terrible beauty, and emit lightnings on all beholders.
Ralph Waldo EmersonAll the tools and engines on earth are only extensions of man's limbs and senses.
Ralph Waldo EmersonThe April winds are magical, And thrill our tuneful frames; The garden-walks are passional To bachelors and dames.
Ralph Waldo Emerson