My Sole Wish Is To Frustrate As

The Face Of Nature And Civilization In This Our Country Is To A Certain Point A Very Sufficient Literary Field. But It Will Yield Its Secrets Only To A Really Grasping Imagination. To Write Well And Worthily Of American Things One Need Even More Than Elsewhere To Be A Master.

Which Of You With Taking Thought Can Add To His Stature One Cubit?

Art Requires, Above All Things, A Suppression Of Self, A Subordination Of One's Self To An Idea.

The Fatal Futility Of Fact.

I Mean That Everything This Afternoon Has Been Too Beautiful, And That Perhaps Everything Together Will Never Be So Right Again. I'm Very Glad Therefore You've Been A Part Of It.