Exploration belongs to the Renaissance, travel to the bourgeois age, tourism to our proletarian moment.

If we do not redefine manhood, war is inevitable.

The balls used in top class games are generally smaller than those used in others.

All the pathos and irony of leaving one’s youth behind is thus implicit in every joyous moment of travel

Tourism requires that you see conventional things, and that you see them in a conventional way.

The more violent the body contact of the sports you watch, the lower the class.

Today the Somme is a peaceful but sullen place, unforgetting and unforgiving. ... To wander now over the fields destined to extrude their rusty metal fragments for centuries is to appreciate in the most intimate way the permanent reverberations of July, 1916. When the air is damp you can smell rusted iron everywhere, even though you see only wheat and barley.