...Travelling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated...I fled from. I seek the Vatican, and the palaces. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. My giant goes with...

...Travelling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated...I fled from. I seek the Vatican, and the palaces. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. My giant goes with...

...paradise? "We owe to our first journeys," writes Emerson, "the discovery that place is nothing. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated...I fled from. I seek the Vatican, and the palaces. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. My giant goes with...

...Travelling is a fool's paradise. We owe to our first journies the discovery that place is nothing. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated...sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside one is the stern Fact, the sad Self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from. I seek the Vatican,...

...prospect of what remained for him to do. Remembering his European tour in "Self-Reliance," he wrote: "I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the...sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from . . . My giant goes with me wherever I go" (CW2:46). The giant questions of what to do, and how to...

...paradise? "We owe to our first journeys," writes Emerson, "the discovery that place is nothing. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated...I fled from. I seek the Vatican, and the palaces. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. My giant goes with...

...Travelling is a fool's paradise. We owe to our first journeys the discovery that place is nothing. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated...sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from. From Self-Reliance by Ralph Waldo Emerson Getting here had taken three hard, long days. I sat on a...

...nothing. At home l dream that at Naples, at Rome, l can be intoxicated with beauty and lose my sadness. l pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea,...stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that l fled from. From Se1f-Reliance by Ralph Waldo Emerson Getting here had taken three hard, long days....

...from his visit to Europe. 'Self-Reliance' reflects that 'travelling is a fool's paradise. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated...sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from.' What matters is not where you are, but who you are: 'Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of...

...Travelling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated...that I fled from. I seek the Vatican and the palaces. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. My giant goes with...