Occupation: Writer Birth: February 20, 1903 Death: March 27, 1997
I had to live in the desert before I could understand the full value of grass in a green ditch..
The benefits of the accomplished journey cannot be weighed in terms of perfect moments, but in terms of how this journey affects and changes our char….
The timelessness of a concept has to be woven into the running warp of dying time, vertical power has to be wedded to the horizontal earth..
The wideness of the horizon has to be inside us, cannot be anywhere but inside us, otherwise what we speak about is geographic distances..
Travel can also be the spirit of adventure somewhat tamed, for those who desire to do something they are a bit afraid of..
We want to feel that this earth is all ours, like our parents' house when we were children..
You do not travel if you are afraid of the unknown, you travel for the unknown, that reveals you with yourself..
One travels to escape from it all, but that is the great illusion: It cannot be done, since one travels with one's mind..
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….
One travels to run away from routine, that dreadful routine that kills all imagination and all our capacity for enthusiasm..
Only when one is able to grasp wideness can one possess it..
The sooner we learn to be jointly responsible, the easier the sailing will be..
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..
The true traveller is the one urged to move about for physical, aesthetic, intellectual as well as spiritual reasons..
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….
When I look at something, it is certain that for an instant I am one with what I see..
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….
I am convinced that to live is to travel towards the world's end..
I am sure that instinctively we wish to be everything, to possess it-why cut the rose or marry the man, otherwise?.
That idea of escapism... these words could sum up my life..
It is always our own self that we find at the end of the journey. The sooner we face that self, the better..