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I got better and Daisy didn't and I can't explain why. Maybe I was just flirting with madness the way I flirted with my teachers and classmates. I wasn't convinced I was crazy, though I feared I was. Some people say that having any conscious opinion on the matter is a mark of sanity, but I'm not sure that's true. I still think about it. I'll always have to think about it.

I sought trains; I found passengers.

You define a good flight by negatives: you didn’t get hijacked, you didn’t crash, you didn’t throw up, you weren’t late, you weren’t nauseated by the food. So you are grateful.

Tightfisted people are as mean with friendship as they are with cash--suspicious, unbelieving, and incurious.

You have to find out for yourself. Take the leap. Go as far as you can. Try staying out of touch. Become a stranger in a strange land. Acquire humility. Learn the language. Listen to what people are saying.

Even the most distant and exotic place has its parallel in ordinary life.

Extensive traveling induces a feeling of encapsulation, and travel, so broadening at first, contracts the mind.

You must not judge people by their country. In South America, it is always wise to judge people by their altitude.

In many ways connection has been disastrous. We have confused information (of which there has been too much of) with ideas (of which there are too few. I found out much more about the world and myself by being unconnected.

Whence all this passion toward conformity anyway?—diversity is the word.

...the way we talk...you know that our people like to talk around a subject even when there's no danger. They enjoy it, and if they know you well enough they're apt to leave their true subject unstated so you'll have to supply the missing meaning.

I do not know if all cops are poets, but I know that all cops carry guns with triggers.