He seemed like he was baiting me to ask, like he wanted me to know his troubles but wanted me to ask first.

You need a break every once in a while to enjoy the everyday and you need the everyday to enjoy the break you take every once in a while.

I figured this guy was a fair dinkum Australian. The type of guy that worked the land all day, cracked open a beer or two at night and called girls 'sheilas'.

Don't just hope, dear. Plan and do. Only reserve hope for the things you cannot control.

I guess having one hundred and four condoms full of heroin in your guts and the thought of a firing squad in your head make will make most things seem insignificant.

Besides the pain in my gut, why shouldn't I laugh? I've almost escaped death in a foreign country.