“I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.”

To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.

The obscurest epoch is today.

It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.

An elegant and pregnant texture: that is style, that is the foundation of the art of literature.

It is better to lose health like a spendthrift than to waste it like a miser.

To travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive.

You think dogs will not be in heaven? I tell you, they will be there long before any of us.

I’ve a grand memory for forgetting.

By being happy we sow anonymous benefits upon the world.

Sooner or later everyone sits down to a banquet of consequences.

There is no duty we so much underrate as the duty of being happy.

Fiction is to the grown man what play is to the child; it is there that he changes the atmosphere and tenor of his life.

It’s a pleasant thing to be young, and have ten toes.

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving.

Everybody, soon or late, sits down to a banquet of consequences.

It is not likely that posterity will fall in love with us, but not impossible that it may respect or sympathize; so a man would rather leave behind him the portrait of his spirit than a portrait of his face.

Happiness is never a negative affair; it is to be won by men who are fully alive, full of the joy of living.

In the UK cycling was very popular until the end of the 1950’s but it really lost out to our love affair with the car.

Iran began a policy of expanding its revolution, of interfering with the affairs of its neighbors

Too many expedients may spoil an affair.

To separate man and woman at school, at work, at meetings, in short, to separate them at life, is the affair of perverted and fusty minds! Where there is separation, there is excessive primitiveness!

Religion has become an impersonal affair, an institutional loyalty. It survives on the level of activities rather than in the stillness of commitment.

The world, dear Agnes, is a strange affair.

Men have always looked before and after, and rebelled against the existing order. But for their divine discontent, men would not have been men, and there would have been no progress in human affairs.