Those Who Fought Know A Secret About

All The Pathos And Irony Of Leaving One's Youth Behind Is Thus Implicit In Every Joyous Moment Of Travel: One Knows That The First Joy Can Never Be Recovered, And The Wise Traveller Learns Not To Repeat Successes But Tries New Places All The Time.

"those Who Fought Know A Secret About Themselves, And It Is Not Very Nice." ... They Have Experienced Secretly And Privately Their Natural Human Impulse Toward Sadism And Brutality... Not Merely Did I Learn To Kill With A Noose Of Piano Wire Put Around Somebody's Neck From Behind, But I Learned To Enjoy The Prospect Of Killing That Way.

A Guide Book Is Addressed To Those Who Plan To Follow The Traveler, Doing What He Has Done, But More Selectively. A Travel Book, In Its Purest, Is Addressed To Those Who Do Not Plan To Follow The Traveler At All, But Who Require The Exotic Or Comic Anomalies, Wonders And Scandals Of The Literary Form Romance Which Their Own Place Or Time Cannot Entirely Supply.

Chickenshit Refers To Behavior That Makes Military Life Worse Than It Need Be: Petty Harassment Of The Weak By The Strong; Open Scrimmage For Power And Authority And Prestige; Sadism Thinly Disguised As Necessary Discipline; A Constant 'paying Off Of Old Scores'; And Insistence On The Letter Rather Than The Spirit Of Ordinances.

Travelers Learn Not Just Foreign Customs And Curious Cuisines And Unfamiliar Beliefs And Novel Forms Of Government. They Learn, If They Are Lucky, Humility.