Every time I took a long leave from home, I felt as if I were going to conquer the world. Or rather, take possession of what is my birthright, my inheritance.

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.

Travel can also be the spirit of adventure somewhat tamed, for those who desire to do something they are a bit afraid of.

It is always our own self that we find at the end of the journey. The sooner we face that self, the better.

Certain travellers give the impression that they keep moving because only then do they feel fully alive.

I had to live in the desert before I could understand the full value of grass in a green ditch.

One travels to run away from routine, that dreadful routine that kills all imagination and all our capacity for enthusiasm.

You do not travel if you are afraid of the unknown, you travel for the unknown, that reveals you with yourself.

When the heart speaks, its language is the same under all latitudes.