Civilization begins with order, grows with liberty and dies with chaos.
Since the summer days of my Canadian childhood, I have loved to canoe across the dark mirror of northern lakes, paddling with an inside flick of the blade, leaving a trail of twisting whirlpools in my wake.
The most interesting thing in the world is another human being who wonders, suffers and raises the questions that have bothered him to the last day of his life, knowing he will never get the answers.
Civilization exists by geological consent, subject to change without notice.
Shakespeare and Co dedicates itself to a shared, heady and outdated ideal that is scarce in our protective and fearful age.
London has always moved and surprised me, reinventing itself in ways both fresh and familiar. It’s a contrary, complex and creative city, an anarchist of a thousand faces – fickle and unfailing, tender and bleak, ambitious and callous.
There have been only 268 of the past 3,421 years free of war.
Education is a progressive discovery of our own ignorance.
The trouble with most people is that they think with their hopes or fears or wishes rather than with their minds.
Berlin inspired Bowie and stirred him to write about real, important matters.