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“A man or woman who travels in the end will never be kept. But if you understand that person well enough, they’ll always be by your side. They might have forgotten where their home is in this world - but you might just make them feel like the closest thing to feeling at home. And while they’ll be leaving country after country, this is the way you will never leave their heart.”

“Meditation opens your inner consciousness like the sun opens the flowers. The presence of the sun functions like a catalytic agent. The same process happens in meditation. Meditation creates an inner warmth. The non-meditative person is cold inside. He has no heart. He is just mind. The meditative person's energy starts moving from the head to the heart . The heart starts becoming warmer, and in that warmth your being opens up like a flower. In that opening of your being, one feels like coming home.”

“Anyway, is it hard for you to be in here? Or is it more of a comfort thing?' ... 'It feels like coming home, but not. And it's not that it's changed- this place never changes. Hell, I think change is the mortal enemy of a scribe. But I'm starting to realise that I've changed. I don't quite fit here. Not anymore.' 'Yeah. I get that.' Something in his voice tells me he really does.”

“We drove for three days into the mountains in a car that struggled to go uphill. Still, we made it and I was finally back in my tribal homeland. In the beginning, it felt like coming home, even though I'd never lived there and rarely visited. My family members were welcoming, and the water and forest calmed the fluttering darkness deep within me.”

“Often in the morning he drove a long hour or more to the markets in the city, there to behold what would determine the day’s special. With the crates of fresh selesctions snuggled into his station wagon, his thoughts on the ride back confronted the culinary equivalent of the writer’s blank page. Sometimes his head swirled with exciting ideas; other mornings he was in a panic upon returning with the same old eggplant and squash and zucchini and nothing but the dullness of the word ratatouille standing by to mock him.”

“I was not descending in a plane, coming Home. I was watching an alien world as it ascended towards me - and one that I could never begin the process of readjusting to, because I knew that I would just as soon be returning to another world, whose normality was as alien to this home as I now was.”

“I am very old,’ he said gravely. He added, as a matter of course: ‘I’m glad to die in Africa.’ 'And why?' 'Because this is where mankind began. The cradle of humanity is in Nyasaland. It’s been pretty well proved.’ 'Odd reason.’ 'One dies better at home.' 'Yet another one, I thought, who’s trying to find a home on earth.”