When the heart speaks, its language is the same under all latitudes.
I refuse to imprison our acts in the rigid mould of sentences.
From the beginning, I wanted to live my own life, and patiently I shored up that desire against wind and tide.
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.
There is only one valid species of voyage, which is walk towards the men.
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.