I have become an orchid washed in on the salt white beach. Memory, what can I make of it now that might please you- this life, already wasted and still strewn with miracles?
A little imagination goes a long way in Fes.
With an enthusiastic team you can achieve almost anything.
A journey, I reflected, is of no merit unless it has tested you.
Respect was one thing. Survival was another. It was important that I kept my priorities in the right order.
Real travel is not about the highlights with which you dazzle your friends once you're home. It's about the loneliness, the solitude, the evenings spent by yourself, pining to be somewhere else. Those are the moments of true value. You feel half proud of them and half ashamed and you hold them to your heart.
Calcutta's the only city I know where you are actively encouraged to stop strangers at random for a quick chat.
The way I play guitar is very, very hard and I bloody myself incredibly without the tape. And the nails are my picks.
I can never think of you as a friend. You can do without a friend.
There are two parts of me. There's the really critical, film-nerd part of me that loves that, and then there's the part of me where I'm like, "I really didn't like that movie, but I want to work with that director because he loves actors. "
Make one person happy each day and in forty years you will have made 14,600 human beings happy for a little time at least.