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Uh... What Can I Say? Made Money. Given A Launch Pad For A Working Life. Set A Precedent I Had No Interest In Following. Created Expectations That I Was Not Cut-out To Match. Disappointed Virtually All Of My Readers Subsequently. But I Like What I've Done, And I Stand By It All.

The Thing About Tourism Is Just That It's Incredibly Powerful. It's Like A Gun And It's Incredibly Easy To Be Irresponsible With It. And The Speed Of The Impact That Tourism Can Have On A Place Can Be Quite Breathtaking. It Doesn't Take Years, It Takes Months. That's How Quickly It Works. And It Can Be Quite A Bleak Thing To Witness.

There's This Saying: In An All-blue World, Colour Doesn't Exist... If Something Seems Strange, You Question It; But If The Outside World Is Too Distant To Use As A Comparison Then Nothing Seems Strange.

I Don't Like Dealing With Money Transactions In Poor Countries. I Get Confused Between The Feeling That I Shouldn't Haggle With Poverty And Getting Ripped Off

When You Develop An Infatuation For Someone You Always Find A Reason To Believe That This Is Exactly The Person For You. It Doesn’t Need To Be A Good Reason. Taking Photographs Of The Night Sky, For Example. Now, In The Long Run, That’s Just The Kind Of Dumb, Irritating Habit That Would Cause You To Split Up. But In The Haze Of Infatuation, It’s Just What You’ve Been Searching For All These Years.