I am not contain'd between my hat and my boots.

The mark of a true writer is their ability to mystify the familiar and familiarize the strange.

I swear to you$$$ there are divine things more beautiful than words can tell.

Afoot and lighthearted I take to the open road$$$ healthy$$$ free$$$ the world before me.

Set wide the window. Let me drink the day.

The sea is not less beautiful in our eyes because we know that sometimes ships are wrecked by it.

Why are you unhappy? It's because ninety-nine percent of everything you do$$$ and think$$$ and say$$$ is for yourself -- and there isn't one.

There are men in all ages who mean to govern well$$$ but they mean to govern. They promise to be good masters$$$ but they mean to be masters

Sebastian is in love with his own childhood. That will make him very unhappy.

One man cannot hold another man down in the ditch without remaining down in the ditch with him.