Florence - the city of tranquillity made manifest.

We have all of us the two natures - the brother and the sister! Not one of us is quite woman - not one of us is all man!

Florence - the city of tranquillity made manifest.

Nobody is such an individualist as the man who advocates equality.

An eight-mile drive over rain-washed Irish roads in the quick-falling dusk of autumn is an experience trying to the patience, even to the temper, of the average Saxon.

by the mercy of God all the ideas of youth are reversible!

Journeys end in lovers' meeting.' ... But the real journey - the journey of adventure itself - is frequently another matter: often gray, often loverless, often demanding from the secret soul of the adventurer spirit and inspiration, lest the blood turn cold in sick dismay, and the brain cloud under its weight of nostalgia.