“Travel can sometimes push us to lose ourselves and find ourselves at once. The shedding of old prejudices, dead skin, and the opening of one’s eyes is far better than what any mainstream news outlet could ever tell you.” — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“There were waves of genocide that overcame indigenous populations of Oceania and do we have a library of books or films to tell our… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“When you’re persistently deleted from history, media, and any other channel to access information – or that information is distorted – it’s far worse… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“It was a frightening metaphor for what the United States was becoming – a Titanic of rich, proud dimwits heading for the iceberg of… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“To walk through unknown streets in cities where you are merely learning the language is to force yourself into a new state of hypervigilance.… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“A wave of saudade swept over me as I realized home never existed at all. The concept of home felt far from my reach,… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“How often do the poor in the US get to stand in front of their nation's Marie Antoinette's and shove the stale, mass-produced cake… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“In movies, war only looks romantic. “Tell my gal I love her…” close-up shot, and fade out. It doesn’t work as beautifully and neat… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“I left a piece of my soul that will always rightfully belong in the desert.” — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“She smiled, and said, “Take care that the voice of God and the Devil sound one in the same in the desert. Trust your… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
“Whether it’s an Iraqi widow mourning her dead loved ones standing helplessly in the rubble of her former home or a dying soldier in… — M.B. Dallocchio Copy Share Image
