The Savage Hatred I Feel

Oh If At Every Moment Of Our Lives We Could Know The Consequences Of Some Of The Utterings, Thoughts And Deeds That Seem So Trivial And Unimportant At The Time! And Should We Not Conclude From Such Examples That There Is No Such Thing In Life As Unimportant Moments Devoid Of Meaning For The Future?

The Farther Behind I Leave The Past, The Closer I Am To Forging My Own Character.

The Savage Hatred I Feel For Crowds Is Getting Worse, Natural Enemies That They Are Of Imagination And Of Thought.

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.

I Will Always Be Haunted By Thoughts Of A Sun-drenched Elsewhere.