Occupation: Author Birth: January 9, 1900 Death: March 24, 1939
We are born strangers in a strange land, and remain so. Travel simply reminds us of this essential truth. The transmission of a powerful story, one h….
Let those who wish have their respectability- I wanted freedom, freedom to indulge in whatever caprice struck my fancy, freedom to search in the fart….
No, there's going to be no even tenor with me. The more uneven it is the happier I shall be. And when my time comes to die, I'll be able to die happy….
Youth -- nothing else worth having in the world...and I had youth, the transitory, the fugitive, now, completely and abundantly. Yet what was I going….
The Vagabond life is the logical life to lead if one seeks the intimate knowledge of the world we were seeking..
Just about a month from now I'm set adrift, with a diploma for a sail and lots of nerve for oars..