I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move.
I haven't been everywhere, but it's on my list.
Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.
To my mind, the greatest reward and luxury of travel is to be able to experience everyday things as if for the first time, to be in a position in which almost nothing is so familiar it is taken for granted.
To travel is to discover that everyone is wrong about other countries.
A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.
The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one's own country as a foreign land.
We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open.
Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.
We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure.
Adventure is a path. Real adventure - self-determined, self-motivated, often risky - forces you to have firsthand encounters with the world. The world the way it is, not the way you imagine it. Your body will collide with the earth and you will bear witness. In this way you will be compelled to grapple with the limitless kindness and bottomless cruelty of humankind - and perhaps realize that you yourself are capable of both. This will change you. Nothing will ever again be black-and-white.
A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.
The traveler was active; he went strenuously in search of people, of adventure, of experience. The tourist is passive.
A journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it.
Tourists don't know where they've been, travelers don't know where they're going.
Your true traveller finds boredom rather agreeable than painful. It is the symbol of his liberty - his excessive freedom. He accepts his boredom, when it comes, not merely philosophically, but almost with pleasure.
I dislike feeling at home when I am abroad.
Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness.
The traveler was active; he went strenuously in search of people, of adventure, of experience. The tourist is passive; he expects interesting things to happen to him. He goes 'sight-seeing.'
All travel has its advantages. If the passenger visits better countries, he may learn to improve his own. And if fortune carries him to worse, he may learn to enjoy it.
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