Alas! sorrow from happiness is oft evolved.

Whatever we think out, whatever we take in hand to do, should be perfectly and finally finished, that the world, if it must alter, will only have to spoil it; we have then nothing to do but unite the severed, to recollect and restore the dismembered.

The little that is completed, vanishes from the sight of one who looks forward to what is still to do.

The traveler was active; he went strenuously in search of people, of adventure, of experience. The tourist is passive.

The human mind will not be confined to any limits.

It is sometimes essential for a husband and a wife to quarrel - they get to know each other better.

Each traveler should know what he has to see, and what properly belongs to him, on a journey.