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

Time is the sea in which men grow, are born, or die.

I do think we should be provided with a new body about the age of thirty or so when we have learnt to attend to it with consideration.

Curiosity is the one thing invincible in Nature.

... there are few things that can reconcile us fully to our parting with a world of which the longest life can see so little and whose beauties have so extraordinary a variety.

We were not for underestimating magic - a life-conductor like the sap between the tree-stem and the bark. We know that it keeps dullness out of religion and poetry. It is probable that without it we might die.

The perpetual charm of Arabia is that the traveler finds his level there simply as a human being; the people's directness, deadly to the sentimental or pedantic, likes the less complicated virtues.