Travel is an attitude, a state of mind. It is not residence, it is motion.

My love for traveling to islands amounts to a pathological condition known as nesomania, an obsession with islands. This craze seems reasonable to me, because islands are small self-contained worlds that can help us understand larger ones.

Now and then in travel, something unexpected happens that transforms the whole nature of the trip and stays with the traveler.

Pain does not create a long-lasting memory, but the memory of luxury exerts itself for ever.

You must not judge people by their country. In South America, it is always wise to judge people by their altitude.

People who don't read books a lot are threatened by books.

To a lot of Africans, seeing an animal is a something of a rarity. So it's a paradox of this sort of parallel life. A safari is an expensive experience and it's adjacent to a place where people are having a very tough time.