I have always preferred maps to books. They don't answer you back.

Who was blowing on the nape of my neck?

Faith shall save your Soul from Death. Without Faith, Death is a drowning, the end of ends, and what sane man wouldn't fear that? But with Faith, Death is nothing worse than the end of the voyage we call life, and the beginning of an eternal voyage in a company of our Loved Ones, with griefs and woes smoothed out, and under the capacity of our Creator.

When insolvent, pack minimally, with a valise tough enough to be thrown onto a London pavement from a first- or second-floor window. Insist on hotel rooms no higher.

One cannot pass by without thinking of the density of men in the ground.

The human world is made of stories, not people. The people the stories use to tell themselves are not to be blamed

False modesty can be worse than arrogance.