... I want to be one of those people who are always to be found at home, nice restful people whom everybody likes because they give a feeling of permanence to this rushing world.

Love of learning is a pleasant and universal bond since it deals with what one is and not what one has.

I have long come to believe that, more than any other destruction, our word-recklessness is endangering the future of us all.

The essence of travel is diffuse. It is never there on the spot as it were, but always beyond: its symbol is the horizon, and its interest always lies over that edge in the unseen.

What I find trying in a country which you do not understand and where you cannot speak, is that you can never be yourself.

Words are the only arteries of thought our poor human body possesses.

The symbol is greater than visible substance. . . . Unhappy the land that has no symbols, or that chooses their meaning without great care.