To people off alone, as we were, there is something stirring about finding evidences of human labour and care in the soil of an empty country. It comes to you as a sort of message, makes you feel differently about the ground you walk over every day.

The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.

He had never learned to live without delight. And he would have to learn to, just as, in a Prohibition country, he supposed he would have to learn to live with…

Art and religion (they are the same thing, in the end, of course) have given man the only happiness he has ever had.

Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and unde…

One of the most wonderful and engaging things I've learned is that we are the culmination and extension of each other's histories and there is more that binds …

Valiantly he fought on every intellectual battlefield. True he bowed and dodged and lied over and over again, that he still might live and work. Many of his ad…