“Allons!

whoever you are come travel with me.

Traveling with me you find what never tires.

The earth never tires,

The earth is rude, silent, incomprehensible at first, Nature

is rude and incomprehensible at first,

Be not discouraged, keep on, there are divine things

well envelop’d,

I swear to you there are divine things more beautiful

than words can tell.

Allons! we must not stop here,

However sweet these laid-up stores, however convenient this dwelling we cannot remain here,

However shelter’d this port and however calm these waters we must not anchor here,

However welcome the hospitality that surrounds us

we are permitted to receive it but a little while.”

-Walt Whitman

from “Song of the Open Road”