It is nicer to think than to do, to feel than to think, but nicest of all merely to look.
Should I at last go on my pilgrimage on foot on the dark roads around America?
None of us has the time to live the true dramas of the life that we are destined for.
The good traveler is ignorant of his destination, the perfect traveler is ignorant of his origin.
I don’t need much space or environment. I only need to feel that I don’t positively dislike a place.
Go fish and hunt far and wide day by day…Rise free from care before dawn, and seek adventures. Let the noon find thee by other lakes, and the night overtake thee everywhere at home…Grow wild according to thy nature…
I was making enough money to live with ease; the world was before me, I could travel all over it and study and enjoy myself without stint; yet I chose deliberately to concentrate myself on work and devote all my energies to a labor from which I could hope neither money nor honor. I knew that if I did the best in me, first-rate work, I should find but few readers: the better the work, the fewer; yet I was resolved to do all I knew, come what come might.
There where the huddled houses throng, there where the path to the cemetery rises, there where the swollen river flows, there I dreamt of my life.
I shall not consider it as a misfortune that things have gone so; on the contrary, notwithstanding all kinds of emotions, I feel a certain calm. There is safety in the midst of danger. What would life be if we had no courage to attempt anything? It will be a hard pull for me; the tide rises high, almost to the lips and perhaps higher still, how can I know? But I shall fight my battle, and sell my life dearly, and try to win and get the best of it.
I was already tramping the streets of Europe, chatting with passers-by, sipping a drink on a crowded terrace. I was alone but not the least bit lonely. The air smelled different, the people looked different. Even the trees and flowers were different. How I craved that — something different! To be able to talk freely, to be understood, to be accepted. A land of true kinsfolk, that’s what Europe meant to me. The home of the artist, the vagabond, the dreamer.
I do believe if you don’t like things you leave for someplace you’ve never gone before.
What attracted me was less art itself than the artist’s life and all that it meant for me…What I wanted, at all costs, was to escape the monotony of life.
There is always some accident in the best of things…We must walk consciously only part way toward our goal, and then leap in the dark to our success.
I don’t like you, but I love you.
And when I read I do so because the author looks at things in a broader, milder, and more lovable way than I do, and because they know life better, so that I can learn from them.
You can be as bohemian as you like but not in the house.
Everyone who works with love and with intelligence finds in the very sincerity of their love for nature and art a kind of armor against the opinions of people.
A careless remark about going to sea in my small boat finally forced me to eat my own words, or sail.
To try just the opposite of some advice is often a very practical thing and gives one satisfaction. Therefore it is in many cases so useful to ask for advice. However, there is some advice that can be used in its natural state, and does not require being turned inside out or upside down. The latter kind is very rare and very desirable, for it still has some special peculiarities. The first kind can be found by the thousands everywhere.
The most glorious fact in my experience is not anything that I have done or may hope to do, but a transient thought, or vision, or dream which I have had.