The World is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.

The world is a book, and those who do not travel, read only a page.

People travel to marvel at the mountains, seas, rivers and stars; and they pass right by themselves without astonishment.

Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.

What I needed most was to love and to be loved, eager to be caught. Happily I wrapped those painful bonds around me; and sure enough, I would be lashed with the red-hot pokers or jealousy, by suspicions and fear, by burst of anger and quarrels.

Do you wish to be great? Then begin by being. Do you desire to construct a vast and lofty fabric? Think first about the foundations of humility. The higher your structure is to be, the deeper must be its foundation.