The true peace of God begins at any spot a thousand miles from the nearest land.

In plucking the fruit of memory one runs the risk of spoiling its bloom, especially if it has got to be carried into the market.

I couldn't have felt more of lonely desolation somehow, had I been robbed of a belief or had missed my destiny in life.

I suppose everybody must be always just a little homesick.

We couldn't understand because we were too far... and could not remember because we were traveling in the night of first ages, those ages that had gone, leaving hardly a sign... and no memories.

Only in men's imagination does every truth find an effective and undeniable existence. Imagination, not invention, is the supreme master of art as of life.

Never test another man by your own weakness.