The road never ends … only our vision does.

Why travel? To be changed, and to be changed again and again.

We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.

There are many hostelries in his report, which is the true account of an expedition.

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...

Perhaps, like most of us in a foreign country, he was incapable of placing people, selecting a frame for their picture, as he would at home; therefore all Americans had to be judged in a...

See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. Ask for no guarantees, ask for no security.

You must go on adventures to find out where you belong.

Beware. Those with the least amount of authority exercise it the most often.

With age, comes wisdom. With travel, comes understanding.

I hate traveling with amateurs.

I had learned years ago never to give original documents to anyone if I could help it.

The camera is an excuse to be someplace you otherwise don’t belong. It gives me both a point of connection and a point of separation.

Summer is a period of luxurious growth. To be in harmony with the atmosphere of summer, awaken early in the morning and reach to the sun for nourishment to flourish as the gardens do. Work,...

Đ y không phải là một cuốn sách du lịch mà là một cuốn sách tình yêu.Tôi không mua vé máy bay khi tôi thất tình; tôi chỉ mua vé khi giá vé rẻ.Thực ra,...

But that’s the wonderful thing about foreign travel, suddenly you are five years old again. You can’t read anything, you have only the most basic sense of how things work, you can’t even reliably cross...

The study of maps and the perusal of travel books aroused in me a secret fascination that was at times almost irresistible.

Every night we stopped in a cabin where wood had been stacked, matches left, and canned goods laid out for the chance traveler. All the unknown host received in return was a scribbled note giving...

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...