American dreams are strongest in the hearts of those who have seen America only in their dreams.
Luxury is a matter not of all the things you have, but all the things you can afford to do without.
Writing is, in the end, that oddest of anomalies: an intimate letter to a stranger.
We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate. We travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently dispersed. And we travel, in essence, to become young fools again- to slow time down and get taken in, and fall in love once more.
In an age of speed, nothing could be more invigorating than going slow. In an age of distraction, nothing could feel more luxurious than paying attention. And in an age of constant movement, nothing is more urgent than sitting still.
Wondering Whom to Read Next?
- Maurice Baring British Author
- Charles Reade British Author
- Douglas Adams British Author
- John Fowles English Novelist
- Cyril Connolly British Literary Critic
- John Michell English Esotericist, New Age Writer
- George Orwell English Novelist, Essayist, Journalist
- John Galsworthy English Novelist, Playwright
- Anthony Burgess English Novelist, Critic
- Henry Adams American Historian