Home is where the heart is.
Stabiae, Italy
An object in possession seldom retains the same charm that it had in pursuit.
The depth of darkness to which you can descend and still live is an exact measure of the height to which you can aspire to reach.
The only certainty is that nothing is certain.
Ah! there is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.
I have learned that to be with those I like is enough.
Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.
