Nature contains no one constant form.

Let us leave this Europe which never stops talking of Man yet massacres him at every one of its street corners, at every corner of the world.

Reading makes immigrants of us all. It takes us away from home, but most important, it finds homes for us everywhere.

Home is wherever I go.

Where shall I, of wandering weary, find my resting place at last?

When the root lives on, the new leaves come back.

History in its broadest aspect is a record of man’s migrations from one environment to another.

Can you take your country with you on the soles of your shoes?

Those who go overseas find a change of climate, not a change of soul.

Life’s no resting, but a moving.

I have been a stranger here in my own land all my life.

I am not Athenian or Greek but a citizen of the world.

Uprootedness is by far the most dangerous malady to which human societies are exposed, for it is a self-propagating one.