But he thought all the strange words were beautiful, and he had never had a book of his own before.

I need to write down my observations. Even the tiniest ones; they're the most important.

My bag was as light as my happy-go-lucky heart.

The hemulen woke up slowly and recognised himself and wished he had been someone he didn't know.

It is simply this: do not tire, never lose interest, never grow indifferent—lose your invaluable curiosity and you let yourself die. It's as simple as that.

There are those who stay at home and those who go away, and it has always been so. Everyone can choose for himself, but he must choose while there is still time and never change his mind.

Why are you in such a rush?" Sophia asked, and her grandmother answered that it was a good idea to do things before you forgot that they had to be done.