The True Traveller Is The One Urged

One Travels To Run Away From Routine, That Dreadful Routine That Kills All Imagination And All Our Capacity For Enthusiasm.

When The Heart Speaks, Its Language Is The Same Under All Latitudes.

Words Are Impotent To Describe Certain Emotions.

I Had To Live In The Desert Before I Could Understand The Full Value Of Grass In A Green Ditch.

The Usual Channels Of University Studies Or Secretarial Work Did Not Appeal To Me. I Cherished Difficult Dreams Through Confidence In Myself.