She was a fool and he knew it and because he loved her it had made no difference.

The good traveler has the gift of surprise.

Considering how foolishly people act and how pleasantly they prattle, perhaps it would be better for the world if they talked more and did less.

Art is merely the refuge which the ingenious have invented, when they were supplied with food and women, to escape the tediousness of life.

There is nothing so terrible as the pursuit of art by those who have no talent.

As the cosmos are in place, so be it with your life.

I can only guess that it made the world he went back to...strangely without meaning. Though he lived in it, though he even enjoyed it, it remained utterly remote. I think it had lost sense for him. In his heart was the reflection of a lovely dream that he could never quite recall.