I have wandered all my life, and I have also traveled the difference between the two being this, that we wander for distraction, but we travel for fulfillment. – Hilaire Belloc
Just as there is nothing between the admirable omelet and the intolerable, so with autobiography. – Hilaire Belloc
When friendship disappears then there is a space left open to that awful loneliness of the outside world which is like the cold space between the planets. It is an air in which men perish utterly. – Hilaire Belloc
Matilda told such dreadful lies,
It made one gasp and stretch ones eyes;
Her aunt, who from her earliest youth,
Had kept a strict regard for truth,
Attempted to believe Matilda:
The effort very nearly killed her. – Hilaire Belloc