Quotation from: The Valley of the Moon

Written by: Jack London

"And nightingales roosting in all the trees," he cried; "flowers
that neither fail nor fade, bees without stings, honey dew every
morning, showers of manna betweenwhiles, fountains of youth and
quarries of philosopher's stones--why, I know the very place. Let
me show you."

She waited while he pored over road-maps of the state. Failing in
them, he got out a big atlas, and, though all the countries of
the world were in it, he could not find what he was after.