The Soul Of A Journey

No One Ever Approaches Perfection Except By Stealth, And Unknown To Themselves.

The Soul Of A Journey Is Liberty, Perfect Liberty, To Think, Feel, Do Just As One Pleases.

A Certain Excess Of Animal Spirits With Thoughtless Good-humor Will Often Make More Enemies Than The Most Deliberate Spite And Ill-nature, Which Is On Its Guard, And Strikes With Caution And Safety.

The Worst Old Age Is That Of The Mind.

Love And Joy Are Twins Or Born Of Each Other.