The Wise Traveler Is He Who Is

Travel Is A Private Pleasure, Since It Consists Entirely Of Things Felt And Things Seen.

Nothing Shows Up The Difference Between The Things Said Or Read, So Much As The Daily Experience Of It.

April, The Angel Of The Months, The Young Love Of The Year.

Travel Is The Most Private Of Pleasures. There Is No Greater Bore Than The Travel Bore. We Do Not In The Least Want To Hear What He Has Seen In Hong-kong.

Forget Not Bees In Winter, Though They Sleep.