"Travel makes one modest. You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world."
"Each dream finds at last its form; there is a drink for every thirst, and love for every heart. And there is no better way to spend your life than in the unceasing preoccupation of an idea--of an ideal."
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Source: Gustave Flaubert (2002). “Memoirs of a Madman”, Hesperus Press
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