I think it is impossible for human minds to think of Death as a final, irrevocable end to life.

Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere.

The farther behind I leave the past, the closer I am to forging my own character.

Life on the open road is liberty... to be alone, to have few needs, to be unknown, everywhere a foreigner and at home, and to walk grandly and solitarily in conquest of the world.

A nomad I will remain for life, in love with distant and uncharted places.

But the vagrant owns the whole vast earth that ends only at the nonexistent horizon, and his empire is an intangible one, for his domination and enjoyment of it are things of the spirit.

One must never look for happiness: one meets it by the way.

For now it seems that by advancing into unknown territories, I entered into my life

I feel alone, free, and detached from everything in the world, and I'm happy.

From every ruin, life springs up again and everything that dies is born again.

The savage hatred I feel for crowds is getting worse, natural enemies that they are of imagination and of thought.

Don't worry about doing research. Just search.

Food is medicine! We have forgotten that!

A lot has been said about politics; some of it complimentary, but most of it accurate

Religion made half of us afraid to die, and the other half afraid to live.

Biography is the best form of history.

They say I look like a different ethnicity, and nobody's been recognizing me.

In case you didn't notice me, I'm the less attractive friend to the right.

I have been told that beauty is the great seducer of men.

This is the sin against the Holy Ghost: - To speak of bloody power as right divine, And call on God to guard each vile chief's house, And for such chiefs, turn men to wolves and swine.