For me, a journey to Damascus is an amazing hunt from beginning to end, a slice through layers of history in search of treasure.

In Morocco, before you even get to the matter of the sale, you have to coax the owner to sell.

The very fact that a Frenchman was prepared, after two minutes of conversation, to be so friendly towards anyone, especially one who had come from England, made me restless.

I was becoming addicted to Bombay. There was squalor and poverty, but I had begun to realise my good fortune and would never again forget it.

On a harsh expedition, there's no space for anyone who does not intend to finish.

For me, a journey to Damascus is an amazing hunt from beginning to end, a slice through layers of history in search of treasure.

Contemplation is a luxury, requiring time and alternatives.