When I look at something, it is certain that for an instant I am one with what I see.

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

I am convinced that to live is to travel towards the world's end.

We want to feel that this earth is all ours, like our parents' house when we were children.

Words are impotent to describe certain emotions.

Travel can also be the spirit of adventure somewhat tamed, for those who desire to do something they are a bit afraid of.

I had to live in the desert before I could understand the full value of grass in a green ditch.