I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, which, if we unconsciously yield to it, will direct us aright. - Henry David Thoreau

Birds shoot like twigs. The young are as big as the old when they leave the nest; have only got to harden and mature.

Let a full-grown but young cock stand near you. How full of life he is, from the tip of his bill through his trembling wattles and comb and his bright eye to the extremity of his clean toes! How alert and restless, listening to every sound and watching every motion! How various his notes, from the finest and shrillest alarum as a hawk sails over, surpassing the most accomplished violinist on the short strings, to a hoarse or terrene voice or cluck!

Genius is the worst of lumber, if the poet would float upon the breeze of popularity.