Real estate doesn’t interest me. It’s no doubt a great flaw in my personality, but I can’t think in terms of boundaries. Those imaginary lines are as unreal to me as elves and pixies. I can’t believe that they mark the end or the beginning of anything of real concern to a human soul.

Source:(ed. 1966), Chapter 23. Chapter Six Hundred and Forty-Three…, Page 103
Find more on