I am a retiring, silent, unsociable, and discontent person.
there is nothing bad to fear; once you have crossed that threshold, all is well. Another world, and you do not have to speak
The history of mankind is the instant between two strides taken by a traveler.
Work as joy, inaccessible to the psychologists.
A stair not worn hollow by footsteps is, regarded from its own point of view, only a boring something made of wood.
I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book we are reading doesn't wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for?