Chickenshit can be recognized instantly because it never has anything to do with winning the war.

If we do not redefine manhood, war is inevitable.

Travel sharpens the senses. Abroad one feels, sees and hears things in an abnormal way.

Understanding the past requires pretending that you don't know the present. It requires feeling its own pressure on your pulses without any ex post facto illumination.

The simple is carefully shunned by those who labour to seem what they would be.

Before the development of tourism, travel was conceived to be like study, and it's fruits were considered to be the adornment of the mind and the formation of the judgment.

Travelers learn not just foreign customs and curious cuisines and unfamiliar beliefs and novel forms of government. They learn, if they are lucky, humility.