Wisdom comes from disillusionment.

All language is rhetorical, and even the senses are poets.

You and I possess manifold ideal bonds in the interests we share; but each of us has his poor body and his irremediable, incommunicable dreams.

Well-bred instinct meets reason halfway

History is a pack of lies about events that never happened told by people who weren't there.

There is a prodigious selfishness in dreams: they live perfectly deaf and invulnerable amid the cries of the real world.

Before he sets out, the traveler must possess fixed interests and facilities to be served by travel.