Occupation: Writer Birth: February 20, 1903 Death: March 27, 1997
It is always our own self that we find at the end of the journey. The sooner we face that self, the better..
When the heart speaks, its language is the same under all latitudes..
One travels to run away from routine, that dreadful routine that kills all imagination and all our capacity for enthusiasm..
Travel can also be the spirit of adventure somewhat tamed, for those who desire to do something they are a bit afraid of..
The sooner we learn to be jointly responsible, the easier the sailing will be..
Only when one is able to grasp wideness can one possess it..
The wideness of the horizon has to be inside us, cannot be anywhere but inside us, otherwise what we speak about is geographic distances..
You can feel as brave as Columbus starting for the unknown the first time you enter a Chinese lane full of boys laughing at you, or when you risk cli….
One of the main points about travelling is to develop in us a feeling of solidarity, of that oneness without which no better world is possible..
I am convinced that to live is to travel towards the world's end..
The true traveller is the one urged to move about for physical, aesthetic, intellectual as well as spiritual reasons..
When I look at something, it is certain that for an instant I am one with what I see..
Every time I took a long leave from home, I felt as if I were going to conquer the world. Or rather, take possession of what is my birthright, my inh….
One travels so as to learn once more how to marvel at life in the way a child does. And blessed be the poet, the artist who knows how to keep alive h….
We must develop a deeper interest and greater understanding of the people we meet here or abroad. Like us, they are passengers on board that mysterio….
There is only one valid species of voyage, which is walk towards the men..
You do not travel if you are afraid of the unknown, you travel for the unknown, that reveals you with yourself..
That idea of escapism... these words could sum up my life..
I am sure that instinctively we wish to be everything, to possess it-why cut the rose or marry the man, otherwise?.
We want to feel that this earth is all ours, like our parents' house when we were children..
One travels to escape from it all, but that is the great illusion: It cannot be done, since one travels with one's mind..