Intellect alone is a dry and rattling thing.

That is what is so marvelous about Europe; the people long ago learned that space and beauty and quiet refuges in a great city, where children may play and old people sit in the sun, are of far more value to the inhabitants than real estate taxes and contractors' greed.

Neither an assembly line nor a stock market nor an oil well did it, simply what came from one small skull and that one right hand.

Young people want to look like peas in a pod, and there is no use trying to make them different.

Love at a distance may be poignant; it is also idealized. Contact, more than separation, is the test of attachment.

Intellect alone is a dry and rattling thing.

There are three things the prospective traveler to Russia does well to bear in mind. One: It is their country. Two: Most foreigners are profoundly relieved that this is so. Three: You don't have to go.