how poor and disheartening a thing is experience compared with hope!

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

I worshipped dead men for their strength, Forgetting I was strong.

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.

There are no signposts in the sea.

Gardening is a luxury occupation: an ornament, not a necessity, of life.... Fortunate gardener, who may preoccupy himself solely with beauty in these difficult and ugly days! He is one of the few people left in this distressful world to carry on the tradition of elegance and charm. A useless member of society, considered in terms of economics, he must not be denied his rightful place. He deserves to share it, however humbly, with the painter and poet.

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