Wherever I go, I will speak of you with love.

I like the spirit of this great London which I feel around me. Who but a coward would pass his whole life in hamlets; and for ever abandon his faculties to the eating rust of...

I sat down and knitted for some time – my usual resource under discouraging circumstances.

I never travel without my sketch book.

Every Englishman abroad, until it is proved to the contrary, likes to consider himself a traveller and not a tourist.

Because travel was an area of my life where I felt most vital, I wanted to continue to invest in that, too. I had quit a full time job, drained my retirement account to invest...

Whether you need to make a call or answer one,don’t put your passions on hold.

It was during my enchanted days of travel that the idea came to me, which, through the years, has come into my thoughts again and again and always happily—the idea that geology is the music...

Let me sing the beauty of my Maggie. Legs:–the knees attached to the thighs, knees shiny, thighs like milk. Arms:–the levers of my content, the serpents of my joy. Back:–the sight of that in a...

I know it’s not strictly sex that accounts for my straying the motive usually attributed to men. I think it’s just too tempting to have two lives rather than one. Some people think that too...

People move around so much in the world, things get lost.

In an age of guidebooks, websites, and radio waves, discovery has nearly become a lost feeling. If anything, it is now a matter of expectations to surpass—rarely a matter of unexpected wonderment. It is unusual...

Ar daug žmonių mes mylime iš tikrųjų? Turėtum žinoti, juk esi daug keliavęs?- Tik vieną kitą…

Somewhere nere Ogallala, about six hours into that majestic, maddening prairie, I realize that half an hour has passed since I’ve seen a vehicle in either direction.Oh, I think, as I finally see a pair...

Take a great adventure to a place, learn the rich history and make your own observation about the place.

Modern traveling is not traveling at all; it is merely being sent to a place, and very little different from becoming a parcel.

I have travel to the places I have been because, I had a vivid imagination of the places.

The most amazing journey on earth is the journey of oneself.

When you travel, there really are no mistakes–just learning opportunities.

While National Geographic magazine had given me a taste of the world, the three-dimensional details of this moment – the tickle of the rain drops, the suck sound of my feet in the mud, the...

Time travels the fastest when it is alone.

I have everything covered.

Mexico, as it was in the 1970s—and isn’t now—was my Paris. With Mexicans, Europeans, and Americans I celebrated life and the journey, which took on qualities of a pilgrimage in which every moment was a...

We’ve grown accustomed to living smaller and more simply.

Delay and dirt are the realities of the most rewarding travel.

Why do we feel sorry for people who can’t travel? Because, unable to expand externally, they are not able to expand internally either, they can’t multiply and so they are deprived of the possibility of...

It is a bitter-sweet thing, knowing two cultures. Once you leave your birthplace nothing is ever the same.

88.People wonder why so many writers come to live in Paris. I’ve been living ten years in Paris and the answer seems simple to me: because it’s the best place to pick ideas. Just like...

By seeing how small the world is, I realize how capable I am. I can conquer anything. Anywhere. Anyone.

Perhaps everyone loved someone; I didn’t now, I couldn’t give much thought to love; in order to travel far you had to be detached, and I had the long road back to the campus before...

Don’t push me, I’m hormonal.”I’m not really a lousy detective, just rough around the edges.

There are two kinds of travel: first class and with children.

The explorer who will not come back or send back his ships to tell his tale is not an explorer, only an adventurer; and his sons are born in exile.

Move to a new country and you quickly see that visiting a place as a tourist, and actually moving there for good, are two very different things.

Suddenly I came out of my thoughts to notice everything around me again-the catkins on the willows, the lapping of the water, the leafy patterns of the shadows across the path. And then myself, walking...

That year, when the trees burned the fire of late summer into their leaves and the ground mist was a ghost of the river, long and wet and cold, the aunt looked from her windows...

When you’re in another country, remember to do as the locals do, since it is your ways that may seem strange of offensive to them.

There is no happiness for him who does not travel, Rohita!Thus we have heard. Living in the society of men, the best man becomes a sinner… therefore, wander!… The fortune of him who is sitting,...

He who would travel happily must travel light

The road never ends … only our vision does.

Home at that moment was a starless night, a steady wind, not a human to be seen.

The vast distances that separate the stars are providential. Beings and worlds are quarantined from one another. The quarantine is lifted only for those with sufficient self-knowledge and judgment to have safely traveled from star...

Over the years, one comes to measure a place, too, not just for the beauty it may give, the balminess of its breezes, the insouciance and relaxation it encourages, the sublime pleasures it offers, but...

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

the sense of a small courageous community barely existing above the desert of trees, hemmed in by a sun too fierce to work under and a darkness filled with evil spirits – love was an...

I went to Africa to work. Finding myself and falling in love were not items on the agenda. Those were the stuff of daydreams, borne of long, icy Canadian winters. At age 30, I felt...

Durch die Eisenbahn wird Raum getötet, und es bleibt nur noch die Zeit übrig.

David Attenborough has said that Bali is the most beautiful place in the world, but he must have been there longer than we were, and seen different bits, because most of what we saw in...

Venice appeared to me as in a recurring dream, a place once visited and now fixed in memory like images on a photographer’s plates so that my return was akin to turning the leaves of...

Like flowers blooming through cement,we, too, can grow beyond our cracks.