But after a moment a sense of waste and ruin overcame him. There they were, close together and safe and shut in; yet so chained to their separate destinies that they might as well been half the world apart.

In any really good subject, one has only to probe deep enough to come to tears.

... naturalness is not always consonant with taste.

One of the great things about travel is you find out how many good, kind people there are.

I shan't be lonely now. I was lonely; I was afraid. But the emptiness and the darkness are gone; when I turn back into myself now I'm like a child going at night into a room where there's always a light.

In our hurried world too little value is attached to the part of the connoisseur and dilettante.

It seems stupid to have discovered America only to make it into a copy of another country.