“Abroad,” that large home of ruined reputations.

Strangers are an endangered species.

Nationalism is an infantile disease, the measles of mankind.

The noblest kind of retribution is not to become like your enemy.

There are chance meetings with strangers that interest us from the first moment, before a word is spoken.

Do not neglect to show hospitality to strangers, for by doing that some have entertained angels without knowing it.

When the missionaries first came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the land. They said, “Let us pray.” We closed our eyes. When we opened them, we had the Bible and they had the land.

By nature, men are nearly alike; by practice, they get to be wide apart.

Africa has her mysteries, and even a wise man cannot understand them. But a wise man respects them.

The almost insoluble task is to let neither the power of others, nor our own powerlessness, stupefy us.

If you wish to avoid foreign collision, you had better abandon the ocean.

There is no foreign land; it is the traveler only that is foreign.

To need to dominate others is to need others. The commander is dependent.