Revenge could steal a man's life until there was nothing left but emptiness.

Books are the perfect Time Machine. By the simple act of opening a book you can, in an instant, be travelling up a jungle river without once being bitten by mosquitoes, or you can almost die of thirst in the desert while holding a cold drink in your hand, or dine in the finest restaurants and never have to worry about paying the bill, or ride the wild country of our western frontier and never worry about losing your scalp to a raiding party.

... we must read, not only for what we read but for what it makes us think.

Too often I would hear men boast of the miles covered that day, rarely of what they had seen.

Who mentioned the Church? On the contrary, I have great respect for religion. My objection is to those who are against so many things and for so little.

What people speak of as adventure is something nobody in his right mind would seek out, and it becomes romantic only when one is safely at home.

This-this was what made life: a moment of quiet, the water falling in the fountain, the girl's voice. . . a moment of captured beauty. Those who are truly wise will never permit such moments to escape.