I pictured a low timber house with a shingled roof, caulked against storms, with blazing log fires inside and the walls lined with all the best books, somewhere to live when the rest of the world blew up.

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

'I will go to France, to Yugoslavia, to China, and continue my profession.' 'As sanitary engineer?' 'No, Monsieur. As adventurer. I will see all the peoples and all the countries of the world.'

I slept in black tents, blue tents, skin tents, yurts of felt and windbreaks of thorns. One night, caught in a sandstorm in the Western Sahara, I understood Muhammed's dictum, 'A journey is a fragment of Hell.'

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

Music… is a memory bank for finding one’s way about the world.

And when you look along the way we've come, there are spirals of vultures wheeling.