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.

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

That idea of escapism... these words could sum up my life.

I gained direct knowledge of the life of the poor in big towns: I have lived the narrowing mechanism of its conditioning and feared it.

The usual channels of university studies or secretarial work did not appeal to me. I cherished difficult dreams through confidence in myself.

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

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