Nothing puts things in perspective as quickly as a mountain.

The truth of anything at all doesn't lie in someone's account of it. It lies in all the small facts of the time. An advertisement in a paper, the sale of a house, the price of a ring.

It was pleasant to talk shop again; to use that elliptical, allusive speech that one uses only with another of one's trade.

If you think about the unthinkable long enough it becomes quite reasonable.

After three days without one, the desire to read a newspaper vanished. And really, one was happier without.

A man may own a ship, but unless he is captain of a crew he goes where the ship goes.

Truth isn’t in accounts but in account-books.