Cynicism ... is the trade-mark of failure.

It is sacrilege to attempt analysis of birth or love or death. Death and birth, the mysteries! Love, the revelation!

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.

Florence - the city of tranquillity made manifest.

Light love is desire of pleasure; great love is fear of being alone.

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

To give! To give without hope of recompense, without question, without fear! That was the message of life.