Any School Would Gain, If The Students

Destinations Are Less Important Than The Spirit You Bring To Them.

You Rebel Against Your Parents Until You Become Them. One Day You Look In The Mirror And You See Your Father's Face.

The Australians, It Seems To Me, Thrive On Their Remoteness From The World And See It As A Way Of Keeping Up A Code Of "no Worries, Mate," While Peddling Their Oddities To Visitors: Nonconformity Is At Once A Fact Of Life For Many, And A Selling Point.

For More And More Of Us, Home Has Really Less To Do With A Piece Of Soil Than, You Could Say, With A Piece Of Soul. If Somebody Suddenly Asks Me, "where's Your Home?" I Think About My Sweetheart Or My Closest Friends Or The Songs That Travel With Me Wherever I Happen To Be.

For If Every True Love Affair Can Feel Like A Journey To A Foreign Country, Where You Can’t Quite Speak The Language, And You Don’t Know Where You’re Going, And You’re Pulled Ever Deeper Into The Inviting Darkness, Every Trip To A Foreign Country Can Be A Love Affair, Where You’re Left Puzzling Over Who You Are And Whom You’ve Fallen In Love With.