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The pencil moved prophetic: together now men read
In the fair book of nature, and find the hope they need.
The wreath woven by the river is by the seaside worn,
And one of fate's best arrows to its due mark is borne.

— Margaret Fuller Life Without and Life Within (1859)

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Art can only be truly art by presenting an adequate outward symbol of some fact in the interior life.

At Home And Abroad (1856)

I now know all the people worth knowing in America, and I find no intellect comparable to my own.

Ralph Waldo Emerson in Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli (1884)

It is astonishing what force, purity, and wisdom it requires for a human being to keep clear of falsehoods.

I am absurdly fearful, and various omens have combined to give me a dark feeling.

Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli (1852)

It was thy kiss, Love, that made me immortal.

Dryad Song (1900)

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