It was high time, for I now began to be tortured with thirst. The glow of the sun from above, its thousandfold reflection from the waves, the sea-water that fell and dried upon me, caking my very lips with salt, combined to make my throat burn and my brain ache.

“¿Acaso hay algo en la vida que decepcione tanto como lograr lo que se quiere?”

“For my part, i travel not to go anywhere but to go. I travel for travel's sake.…”

“To travel hopefully is better than to have arrived.”

“His past was fairly blameless; few men could read the rolls of their life with …”