“For no reason, but the sunrise, the bay of Naples, the sea—you look at them and it makes you sad. What’s most revolting is that one is really sad! No, it’s better at home. Here at least one blames others for everything and excuses oneself.”
“What's most revolting is that one is really sad! No, it's better at home. Here at least one blames others for everything and excuses oneself.”
“Which one of them would make you the most sad if you had to live your life without him?”
“Travelling is a fool's paradise. We owe to our first journeys the discovery that place is nothing. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated with beauty, and lose my sadness. I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern Fact, the sad self, unrelenting identical that I fled from.”
“When sadness was the sea, you were the one that taught me to swim”
“One must not let oneself be overwhelmed by sadness. ”