Sometimes, when you're this adventurous, you rip the crotch out of your pants.

If travel has momentum and wants to stay in motion, as I mentioned earlier, then adventure has the gravitational pull of a black hole. The more you do it, the more you find a way to keep doing it.

The true secret to seeking the unknown is in the looking, not the finding. The journey is what matters.

As travelers, it is our responsibility to adapt, otherwise we miss the whole point: the opportunity to gain a new perspective.

Seeing the world is a prerequisite to understanding one’s place in it.

When traveling in rural Africa, it's important to not actually *go* to a hospital until the patient is on the brink of expiration, otherwise things are apt to get worse.

My world view has always been that there's just an enormous amount of cultural and religious diversity out there, all of which is really worth taking in.

We cannot bear for our most mysterious experiences to remain unexplained. I've therefore learned...that every story has worth, since a person takes the time to tell it. The key is to listen.

What i took away from witnessing the broken climbers in Moshi was this: *Everything is easy until it isn't.*

Where can one buy a lit of that *Right Stuff* bravado required to shrug off the fact that your airplane is now a convertible?

I can't explain some of the things I've seen and...I've done some things I can't explain.

Anything which is physically possible can always be made financially possible

Life is long and dumb and devastating. People should believe whatever they need to believe to get by.

I am awake, I see the sun. I am going to give my gratitude to the sun and to everything and everyone because I am still alive. One more day to be myself.

That friend of hers has got to go, though. You're lucky you got stuck with that Dexter guy instead of

Myth is necessary because reality is so much larger than rationality...man is fundamentally mythic...His real health depends upon his knowing and living his metaphysical totality.

Of comic novels that have quaffed the elixir of 'classic': Zuleika Dobson by Max Beerbohm.

Our life is determined for us--and it makes the mind very free when we give up wishing, and only think of bearing what is laid upon us, and doing what is given us to do.

First you use machines, then you wear machines, and then ...? Then you serve machines.

I definitely had a top-notch education.

And "withdrawal from the world" is nothing but the destruction of passions and manifestation of the innermost life in Christ.