a letter, by its arrival, defrauds us of a whole secret region of our existence, the only region indeed in which the true pleasure of life may be tasted, the region of imagination, creative and protean, the clouds and beautiful shapes of whose heaven are destroyed by the wind of reality.

Travel is the most private of pleasures. There is no greater bore than the travel bore. We do not in the least want to hear what he has seen in Hong-Kong.

I miss you even more than I could have believed; and I was prepared to miss you a good deal.

The more one gardens, the more one learns; And the more one learns, the more one realizes how little one knows.

I have come to the conclusion, after many years of sometimes sad experience, that you cannot come to any conclusion at all.

Growth is exciting; growth is dynamic and alarming.

To hope for Paradise is to live in Paradise, a very different thing from actually getting there.