Somewhere in the rain, there will always be an abandoned dog that prevents you from being happy.

All gods are homemade, and it is we who pull their strings, and so, give them the power to pull ours.

Did you eat something that didn't agree with you?" asked Bernard. The Savage nodded "I ate civilization.

For the born traveller, travelling is a besetting vice. Like other vices, it is imperious, demanding its victim's time, money, energy and the sacrifice of comfort.

Never give children a chance of imagining that anything exists in isolation. Make it plain from the very beginning that all living is relationship. Show them relationships in the woods, in the fields, in the ponds and streams, in the village and in the country around it. Rub it in.

The natural rhythm of human life is routine punctuated by orgies.

Man has an almost infinite capacity for taking things and people for granted and thereby missing out on the pleasure of being grateful that things aren't worse and of praising and thereby lifting the spirits of others.