No matter. I was single, no children, a handful of plants and at 39, young enough to regroup. If I hit ground before I finished building my wings, I would not take anyone with me.

Whether by plane, bus or carpet, own the magic in your ride.

At the start of the trip, I took shots of the sights. The Colosseum. Belvedere Palace. Mozart Square. But I stopped. They never came out very well, and you could get postcards of these things....

Oli vielä paikkoja ja asioita jotka halusin nähdä ja kokea, eikä minulla ollut mitään syytä antaa periksi ja jättää niitä elämättä, kun kerran kondistakin vielä riitti. Olin vain istunut alas liian pitkäksi aikaa, harhautunut miettimään...

They say Alexander the Great slept with ‘The Iliad’ beneath his pillow. Though I have never led an army, I am a wanderer. During the waning moon, I cradle Homer’s ‘Odyssey’ as if it were...

I dread the beginning of her new life more than words can tell, but I see some hope for her if she travels – none if she remains at home.

Every story is a ride to some place and time other than here and now. Buried in an armchair, reclined on a couch, prostrate on your bed, or glued to your desk, you can go...

I’m never sad when a friend goes far away, because whichever city or country that friend goes to, they turn the place friendly. They turn a suspicious-looking name on the map into a place where...

An unlimited supply of wonder and trust, bolsters life lived as a process of discovery.

Travel in the direction of what you resist. On the way, you will meet aversion of yourself who has been seeking you.

Once you’d resolved to go, there was nothing to it at all.

Travel is such a wonderful experience! Especially when you forget you are traveling. Then you will enjoy whatever you see and do. Those who look into themselves when they travel will not think about what...

believe me when i say this.when you lovesomeone.you can travel the worldin their laugh.

His action of joining them, which would have been rude in a restaurant that was not moving at three hundred kilometers an hour, was perfectly acceptable on a train, which mimicked the entirely random joinings...

My post-cruise sabbatical would spark the idea for my first book, Cheaper Than Therapy: How to Keep Life’s Small Problems from Becoming Big Ones – The Lesson of the Paper Clips. How? In my data...

Endings are the embryos of new beginnings.

No one has the luxury of deciding “when” to travel; you wait prepared to travel whenever the border is open, which could be today, tomorrow or next week or three, four months from now.

Traveling these days has a lot of problems and also it wears you out more.

Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and make it inaccessible to most people.

You discover or re-discover yourself only through travel, and unplanned travel is the most exhilarating experience. I truly believe that not all those who wander are lost. But for the ones who are lost, wandering...

Who said death is dead? He’s fully alive, traveling around the world, throwing shadows and soaking in the sun. Visiting the young and old; placing bets and dicing regrets, for the worse or a better...

Kenyamanan itu mencandu, menimbulkan rasa ketergantungan yang akut. Kurasa, sudah tak seharusnya lagi aku bergantung kepada dia.

If you want it badly enough, it’s yours.

Keep moving. Your next big thing may be just around the corner.

I travel light. But not at the same speed.

There were lots of things to stop and see – and then it was time to go, always time to go.

I was forced to wander, having no one, forced by my nature to keep wandering because wandering was the only thing that I believed in, and the only thing that believed in me.

Preparing for your journey in the most thorough way possible will not diminish your experiences abroad. It will enhance them.

Saying good-bye to a city is harder than breaking up with a lover. The grief and regret are more piercing because they are more complex and unmixed, changing from corner to corner, with each passing...

Those who walk the talk get the work.

Ya Allah, aku hendak datang memenuhi panggilanMu, mudahkanlah segala urusanku

When traveling in rural Africa, it’s important to not actually *go* to a hospital until the patient is on the brink of expiration, otherwise things are apt to get worse.

It’s bad enough I have to be trapped in a car with you children. You’ll do your best not to act like children.

But a wide sea voyage severs us at once. It makes us conscious of being cast loose from the secure anchorage of settled life, and sent adrift upon a doubtful world. It interposes a gulf,...

If traveling was free, you’d never see me again.

The gift of solo moments is that they are wholly ours. On or off the road, solo moments connect us inward to ourselves with heightened clarity and insight. They also direct our energies out into...

people actually grow up in New York.

Ce témoignage relate les pérégrinations d’un jeune Afghan à travers beaucoup de pays et plusieurs continents. A une époque où prendre l’avion était en soi une charmante aventure. Et où le commun des mortels en...

People around the world were moving from one place to another. No one was staying.

If Aphrodite chills at home in Cyprus for most of the year, then Fez must be the goddess’s playground.

With the smell so close, the ocean came into view only a few moments later, sometimes peeking between old brick buildings with bright blue eyes, other times peering for a lingering moment like long lost...

Sicily is paradise. I live in paradise. Now pass the pasta please.

Pertanyaan memang ditakdirkan untuk menjadi kawan setia bagi manusia, sejalan dengan sifat kita yang tak pernah puas.

As long as you’re breathing, it’s never too late to reconnect with a long-held love.

No map? No problem. Let commitment and determination lead the way.

I have slightly less than 60 miles to go, and I’m going slightly faster than 60 miles per hour. I should arrive in a bad mood.

Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things can not be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.

A person does not grow from the ground like a vine or a tree, one is not part of a plot of land. Mankind has legs so it can wander.

If real, regular, normal, boring life, (when you’re at home every day, seeing the same people, doing the same things) is like sitting at home on the floor surrounded by toys… traveling feels to me...

I have been traveling for decades, and I’ve finally reached a conclusion: I still have much to learn.