A fine remedy for our anxieties over our low status in society may be to travel—whether literally or figuratively, by viewing works of art—through the gigantic spaces of the world.
I do not know what I may appear to the world， but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore， and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary， whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
