And the ideal travel writer is consumed not just with a will to know. He is also moved by a powerful will to teach.

If we do not redefine manhood, war is inevitable.

If I didn't have writing, I'd be running down the street hurling grenades in people's faces.

The middles cleave to euphemisms not just because they're an aid in avoiding facts. They like them also because they assist their social yearnings towards pomposity. This is possible because most euphemisms permit the speaker to multiply syllables, and the middle class confuses sheer numerousness with weight and value.

Wars damage the civilian society as much as they damage the enemy. Soldiers never get over it.

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

Travel at its truest is thus an ironic experience, and the best travellers . . . seem to be those able to hold two or three inconsistent ideas in their minds at the same time, or able to regard themselves as at once serious persons and clowns.