‘When shall I see Athens again and the Acropolis?’ You poor thing, aren’t you content with what you see every day? Is there anything better or greater for you to see than the sun, the moon, the stars, the whole earth, the sea? If you understand the governor of the universe and carry him around with you, why do you still long for blocks of stone and a prettified rock?
I would add that wherever we go we find ourselves. Proust says that true journey would be to have new eyes.
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