You start a question, and it's like starting a stone. You sit quietly on the top of a hill; and away the stone goes, starting others... - Robert Louis Stevenson

You start a question, and it's like starting a stone. You sit quietly on the top of a hill; and away the stone goes, starting others; and presently some bland old bird (the last you would have thought of) is knocked on the head in his own back garden and the family have to change their name. No sir, I make it a rule of mine: the more it looks like Queer Street, the less I ask.

You can't touch pitch and not be mucked, lad.

I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move.