If I could talk it like Dahoum, you would never be tired of listening to me.

The desert was held in a crazed communism by which Nature and the elements were for the free use of every known friendly person for his own purposes and no more.

Some of the evil of my tale may have been inherent in our circumstances. For years we lived anyhow with one another in the naked desert, under the indifferent heaven.

The beginning and ending of the secret of handling Arabs is unremitting study of them.

All the revision in the world will not save a bad first draft: for the architecture of the thing comes, or fails to come, in the first conception, and revision only affects the detail and ornament, alas!

I loved you, so I drew these tides of men into my hands/and wrote my will across the sky in stars

Cling tight to your sense of humour. You will need it every day.