The observer (poor soul, with his documents!) is all abroad. For to…

Every man is his own doctor of divinity, in the last resort.

For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move.

To know what you prefer, instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.

Mankind was never so happily inspired as when it made a cathedral.

Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.

For there is a fellowship more quiet even than solitude, and which, rightly understood, is solitude made perfect.