Anytime the perfume of orange and lemon groves wafts in the window; the human body has to feel suffused with a languorous well-being.

I loved every place I lived and traveled. London, Paris, Rome, Venice. I fell hard for Central America and Mexico. In each country, I had fantasies that I could live there.

The world cracks open for those willing to take a risk.

As travel pushes me forward, memory keeps dragging me backward.

Five tender apricots in a blue bowl, a brief and exact promise of things to come.

It's kind of amazing that people will travel because of a book. I admire that.

After owning a pool, I think the best way to enjoy the water is to have a friend who has a pool.