When you travel often, you will be addicted to it forever.
New York has a trip-hammer vitality which drives you insane with restlessness if you have no inner stabilizer.
One's destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things.
The cradles of civilization are the putrid sinks of the world.
The world isn't kept running because it's a paying proposition. (God doesn't make a cent on the deal.) The world goes on because a few men in every generation believe in it utterly, accept it unquestioningly; they underwrite it with their lives.
Life is constantly providing us with new funds, new resources, even when we are reduced to immobility. In life's ledger there is no such thing as frozen assets.