From The Earliest Wars Of

Travel Is Compost For The Mind

I Know Enough To Know That No Woman Should Ever Marry A Man Who Hated His Mother.

My Definition Of What Makes A Journey Wholly Or Partially Horrible Is Boredom.

From The Earliest Wars Of Men To Our Last Heart-breaking Worldwide Effort, All We Could Do Was Kill Ourselves. Now We Are Able To Kill The Future.

After The Desperate Years Of Their Own War, After Six Years Of Repression Inside Spain And Six Years Of Horror In Exile, These People Remain Intact In Spirit. They Are Armed With A Transcendent Faith; They Have Never Won, And Yet They Have Never Accepted Defeat.