Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.

Without courage we cannot practice any other virtue with consistency. We can't be kind, true, merciful, generous, or honest.

People will forget what you said People will forget what you did But people will never forget how you made them feel.

You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise.

When I meet people in different parts of the world, I am always reminded that we are all basically alike: we are all human beings. Maybe we have different clot…

I knew you'd understand.

True kindness presupposes the faculty of imagining as one's own the suffering and joys of others.