Life has a way of overgrowing its achievements as well as its ruins.

Everything may be labelled- but everybody is not.

To visit Morocco is still like turning the pages of some illuminated Persian manuscript all embroidered with bright shapes and subtle lines.

... there are spines to which the immobility of worship is not a strain.

Life is always either; a tight -rope or a feather-bed . — Give me the tightrope.

I swear I only want to hear about you, to know what you've been doing. It's a hundred years since we've met-it may be another hundred before we meet again.

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