Looking back at the pictures I took in Rome I can only think, “God, what a place!” The feeling of being there is perpetually one of being dwarfed — by the immensity of time, by the grandeur and by the sheer size of all that is around you. To walk along the Via Foro and to envision the history that has taken place there is truly to feel that is one in the presence of what is truly sacred: the human spirit. And to stand within Saint Peter’s Basilica is to feel true humility and to know the littleness of one’s being. Those who have never been inside cannot imagine its immensity nor the seeming defiance of physical law that allows it to stand. And that it comes from such antiquity!
One’s time in Rome, regardless of the amount, is too small. I took several pictures of the Trevi Fountains, but I think that I could easily spend months taking pictures of it until I had truly captured its myriad-faceted beauty.
Pictures do only enough to clip what the eyes and heart truly see and revive what fades in the mind.