There is only one valid species of voyage, which is walk towards the men.

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

Humanity is made up of an infinity of different individuals. Each of us travels for motives exclusively his own.

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

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.

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

We must develop a deeper interest and greater understanding of the people we meet here or abroad. Like us, they are passengers on board that mysterious ship called life.