Wisdom comes with age, but keep it to yourself.

The human head is of the same approximate size and weight as a roaster chicken. I have never before had occasion to make the comparison, for never before today have I seen a head in a roasting pan.

Many people will find this book disrespectful. There is nothing amusing about being dead, they will say. Ah, but there is.

I began thinking about my skeleton, this solid, beautiful thing inside me that I would never see.

In my experience, the most staunchly held views are based on ignorance or accepted dogma, not carefully considered accumulations of facts. The more you expose the intricacies and realtities of the situation, the less clear-cut things become.

Wisdom comes with age, but keep it to yourself.

It's this mood, these sentiments - the excitement of exploration and the surprises and delights of travel to foreign locales - that I hope to inspire with this book.