Actually the action called a kiss represented nothing more for me than some place where my spirit could seek shelter.

As long as you know I am waiting, take your time flowers of the spring.

In the pale light of daybreak the gravestones looked like so many white sails of boats anchored in a busy harbor. They were sails that would never again be filled with wind, sails that, too long unused and heavily drooping, had been turned into stone just as they were. The boats' anchors had been thrust so deeply into the dark earth that they could never again be raised.

There is no virtue in curiosity. In fact, it might be the most immoral desire a man can possess.

I had no taste for defeat - much less victory - without a fight.

Men had been living a proud life, having felt no need for the spirit-until Christianity invented it.

At no time are we ever in such complete possession of a journey, down to its last nook and cranny, as when we are busy with preparations for it. After that, there remains only the journey itself, which is nothing but the process through which we lose our ownership of it.