It Is Always Our Own Self That

I Can See Now That A Concept Or Even A Feeling Makes No Sense Unless Out Of Our Substance We Spin Around It A Web Of References, Of Relationships, Of Values.

The True Traveller Is The One Urged To Move About For Physical, Aesthetic, Intellectual As Well As Spiritual Reasons.

Every Time I Took A Long Leave From Home, I Felt As If I Were Going To Conquer The World. Or Rather, Take Possession Of What Is My Birthright, My Inheritance.

You Can Feel As Brave As Columbus Starting For The Unknown The First Time You Enter A Chinese Lane Full Of Boys Laughing At You, Or When You Risk Climbing Down In A Tibetan Pub For A Meal Of Rotten Meat.

The State Of Minds Vary According To The Angle Under Which One Examines Them.