At sunset we are rattling through the streets of the little town of Cordova.

Everything that is really Mexican is either Aztec or Spanish.

The interior of Mexico consists of a mass of volcanic rocks, thrust up to a great height above the sea-level.

We are at last on the high lands of Mexico, the districts which at least three different races have chosen to settle in, neglecting the fertile country below.

If you are a married man resident in Cuba, you cannot get a passport to go to the next town without your wife's permission in writing.

The habit of building houses upon piles, which was first forced upon the people by the position they had chosen, was afterwards followed as a matter of taste, just as it is in Holland.

The plateau of Mexico is 8,000 feet high, and that of Puebla 9,000 feet.

We were very kindly received by the English merchants to whom my companion had letters, and we set ourselves to learn what was the real state of things in Mexico.

During the Tertiary period the whole valley of Mexico was one great lake.

There was no romance about the mosquitos, however.

I am afraid the Spanish American has not always a very strict regard for truth.

We glorify Christ when we live for God—trusting, loving, and obeying Him.

Anger... agony... so familiar emotions.

Don’t settle for helping those who will help you in return or doing a good deed for others to see. Help others without expecting anything back. Even if nobody else cares, God will notice.

At home, we're listening to TV or playing with our computers, so our entertaining is rusting. We don't know how to be good hosts and guests in business situations.

This is certainly the raunchiest, if you use that word, raunchy. The roots of Jim Henson, though, was adult comedy.

so few people realize that preparedness never leads to peace, but that it is indeed the road to universal slaughter.

I have an artistic temperament, which is a really tragic thing.

It's not differences that divide us. It's our judgments about each other that do.

Watching young Afghan skaters in the film 'Skateistan' made me realize why I've spent my entire life as a skateboarder.

Ay, but hearken, sir; though the chameleon Love can feed on the air, I am one that am nourished by my victuals, and would fain have meat.