The timelessness of a concept has to be woven into the running warp of dying time, vertical power has to be wedded to the horizontal earth.

Happiness is the intoxication produced by the moment of poise between a satisfactory past and an immediate future, rich with promise.

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.

It is always our own self that we find at the end of the journey. The sooner we face that self, the better.

The true traveller is the one urged to move about for physical, aesthetic, intellectual as well as spiritual reasons.

When the heart speaks, its language is the same under all latitudes.

Those who appreciate the ways of simple tribes, where every activity is direct and immediately understandable, are able to live among them.