The state of minds vary according to the angle under which one examines them.

Only when one is able to grasp wideness can one possess it.

One travels to run away from routine, that dreadful routine that kills all imagination and all our capacity for enthusiasm.

One of the main points about travelling is to develop in us a feeling of solidarity, of that oneness without which no better world is possible.

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

I refuse to imprison our acts in the rigid mould of sentences.

Shall we ever see the 10 million things of the universe simultaneously in order to be the all? I am convinced that to live is to travel towards the world's end.