Quotes

What has the Earth ever realized, that drop of frozen mud, whose Time is only a lie in the heavens?

Say, beloved, wouldst thou travel to those lands where the caravans pass in the shade of the palm-trees of Cashmir or Mysore? Wouldst to Bengal to choose in the bazaars roses, stuffs and Armenian maidens as white as the ermine's skin? Wouldst raise armies and, like a young Cyaxares, foment rebellion in northern Iran?-or shall we rather set sail for Ceylon, with its white elephants carrying vermilion towers, with its fiery macaws in the trees and with its dwellings all drenched in sun, where the rain of the fountains falls in the marble courts? ... How delightful to fasten on our skates on the roads of pale Sweden! or in the region of Christiania, among the dazzling fjords and passes of the mountains of Norway!