George Borrow

“There's night and day, brother, both sweet things; sun, moon, and stars, brother, all sweet things; there's likewise a wind on the heath. Life is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?”

“Youth is the only season for enjoyment, and the first twenty-five years of one's life are worth all the rest of the longest life of man, even though these be spent in penury and contempt, and the rest in possession of wealth, honors, respectability.”

“There’s the wind on the heath, brother; if I could only feel that, I would gladly live for ever.”

“[M]ischief itself is merely an attempt to escape from the dreary vacuum of idleness.”

“Translation is at best an echo.”