I miss him still today: his long, whiskery eyebrows, his huge hands and hugs, his warmth, his prayers, his stories, but above all his shining example of how to live and how to die.

It's unresolved conflict in my life that I have a lovely family and a risky job.

Being brave isn't the absence of fear. Being brave is having that fear but finding a way through it.

The extremes of jungles, mountains, and deserts are inherently dangerous places.

Some of the greatest survivors have been women. Look at the courage so many women have shown after surviving earthquakes in the rubble for days on end.

I was always brought up to have a cup of tea at halfway up a rock face.

I've eaten sheep's eyes, the still hot meat from a zebra killed by a lion, and maggots which give you 70 calories to the ounce.