There's no beginning to the farmer's year, / Only recurrent patterns on a scroll / Unwinding...

Travel is a private pleasure, since it consists entirely of things felt and things seen.

I cannot abide the Mr. and Mrs. Noah attitude towards marriage; the animals went in two by two, forever stuck together with glue.

Every garden-maker should be an artist along his own lines. That is the only possible way to create a garden, irrespective of size or wealth.

The wise traveler is he who is perpetually surprised.

Nothing shows up the difference between the things said or read, so much as the daily experience of it.

Everywhere bees go racing with the hours, / For every bee becomes a drunken lover, / Standing upon his head to sup the flowers.