Viewing art in tourist season is like visiting Mount Fuji under low clouds.
Traveling is an experience rather than an avenue to experience.
Research, before it yields solutions, multiplies problems.
A traveler packs too heavy if he takes his body with him.
I do not want to see Michelangelo’s paintings, but Michelangelo painting.
Home is our wife, travel is our mistress.
Equidistant from the Atlantic and Pacific, the Appalachians and Rockies, New York and California, the Plains are the midpoint of everything, yet a thousand miles from anything.
A museum's famous paintings glow with oil pigments from the restorer's, not the artist's, brush.
Once, we were isolated from each other by lack of speech. Now, by excess.
A secular and a religious society are equally profane, for a secular society banishes the sacred, while a religious society defiles it with the human.
On a ship, our thoughts are more spacious, our legs more cramped.
Nowadays, we designate wildernesses instead of discover them.
Wealth gives no help for ennui except a choice of which chair to be bored in.