In cities it is useless to look at the stars or to describe them, worship them, or seek direction from them. When lost, one should follow the tracks of the camels.

On horseback you feel as if you’re moving in time to classical music; a camel seems to progress to the beat of a drum played by a drunk.

Men,” she said rueful, “are the most absurd creatures on this green earth.” “But there are camels,” Gabriel pointed out. “Believe me,” she answered. “I’ve taken camels into consideration.

Take off that darn fur coat!…Or maybe you’d like to have us open all the windows.

Camels can go many weeks without drinking anything at all. The notion that they cache water in their humps is pure myth—their humps are made of fat, and water is stored in their body tissues....