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I love to wander around old-world villages and faded cities whose narrow streets and cobbled squares carry my memory back to a time of periwigged old gentlemen and the powdered Venuses with whom they joked. It is true that the sedan-chair was a poor substitute for the Buick sedan, but the century of the latter kills many true thoughts, whereas the century of the former gave one time to create them. Keep your automobile if it must murder my best hours, and leave me to a more leisured life, wherefrom I hope to draw the honey of diviner joys.

-- Notebooks Category 12: Reflections > Chapter 6 : The Profane and The Profound > # 156