Quotes on Travel

There's something about the kind of time travel that a poem can provide. It can take you to somewhere else - a culture far from you, a language far from you, but suddenly you're there. You're that person, seeing with that person's eyes. I think that's really tremendous. Even things like cinema or more traditional history can't quite do that.

Arriving at each new city, the traveler finds again a past of his that he did not know he had: the foreignness of what you no longer are or no longer possess lies in wait for you in foreign, unpossessed places.

Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!

You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin , or even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things.

How does it feel, how does it feel to be without a home, like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone.

The world isn't just the way it is. It is how we understand it, no? And in understanding something, we bring something to it, no? Doesn't that make life a story?

may came home with a smooth round stone as small as a world and as large as alone.

Let us step into the night and pursue that flighty temptress, adventure.

I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from.

Stuff your eyes with wonder, live as if you'd drop dead in ten seconds. See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories.

Humor is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue.

If one could only teach the English how to talk, and the Irish how to listen, society here would be quite civilized.

We are what our thoughts have made us; so take care about what you think. Words are secondary. Thoughts live; they travel far.

Courage is found in unlikely places.

Every exit is an entry somewhere else.

We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.

We travel together, passengers on a little spaceship, dependent on its vulnerable reserves of air and soil, all committed, for our safety, to its security and peace. Preserved from annihilation only by the care, the work and the love we give our fragile craft.

A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find that after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.

Of all possible debauches, traveling is the greatest that I know; that's the one they invented when they got tired of all the others.

All is born of water; all is sustained by water.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!