“In the midst of a thick forest, there was a castle that gave shelter to all travelers overtaken by night on their journey: lords and ladies, royalty and their retinue, humble wayfarers.”

“We have all become wayfarers and travellers marching on and on ....Yet,for those who can adapt themselves to this continuous journeying,there is no regret and they would not have it otherwise.A reture to the dull uneventful past is unthinkable.”

“For Wayfarers still journeying, for Wanderers at rest.”

“like a pathway through a forest, like a carpet for royalty, it shows me the way”

“Here is Menard's own intimate forest: 'Now I am traversed by bridle paths, under the seal of sun and shade...I live in great density...Shelter lures me. I slump down into the thick foliage...In the forest, I am my entire self. Everything is possible in my heart just as it is in the hiding places in ravines. Thickly wooded distance separates me from moral codes and cities.”

“LIFE HOLDS SURPRISES OF ALL KINDS, IN HIGHER STYLE, IT COULD DELIVER ANYTIME THROUGH THICK FORESTS”