As you go along, you literally collect places. I'm fed up with going to places; I shan't go to anymore.

Even today, when an Aboriginal mother notices the first stirrings of speech in her child, she lets it handle the "things" of that particular country: leaves, fruit, insects and so forth. "We give our children guns and computer games," Wendy said. "They gave their children the land."

Walking is a virtue, tourism is a deadly sin.

And the formation of man is the most pressing problem facing humanity.

It's an old sailor's idea that every ship has a rope with one end made fast to her bows and the other held by the loved ones at home.

The song and the land are one.

To lose a passport was the least of one’s worries. To lose a notebook was a catastrophe.