Every traveler has a home of his own, and he learns to appreciate it the more from his wandering.

Is that actually you or am I dreaming again?

You've been away from home too long if you can get lost on the way from the harbor to the palace.

When time passes, it's the people who knew you whom you want to see; they're the ones you can talk to. When enough time passes, what's it matter what they did to you?

Poetry is a sort of homecoming.

There is not many but only one beautiful story told many times in many ways, which begins with a journey and ends with the homecoming.