Real travel would be to see the world, for even an instant, with another's eyes

I just don't see myself as a travel writer. I can't. I don't.

That odd idea that one person can go to a foreign part and in this rather odd voice describe it to the folks back home doesn't make much sense in the post-colonial world.

When there is no one to remind you what society's rules are, and there is nothing to keep you linked to that society, you had better be prepared for some startling changes.

It is better to proceed with one's duty in the service of others than wallow in the pain attachments bring

I believe when you’re stuck in one spot for too long it’s best to throw a grenade where you stand, and jump…and pray.

I hate hats! Hats just give you really bad hair! I had a hat sometimes. Frankly, you get burnt so much anyway, it's beside the point. And when you're walking into the western sun, no hat in the world is going to save your face and neck from being sizzled.