Those who wander are not necessarily lost.
Those who wander are not necessarily lost.
The world is a great book, of which they who never stir from home read only a page.
We travel not to escape life but for life not to escape us.
The world is like a Mask dancing. If you want to see it well, you do not stand in one place.
The more I travel, the more I realize that fear makes strangers of people who should be friends.
A fellow of mediocre talent will remain a mediocrity, whether he travels or not; but one of superior talent . . . will go to seed if he always remains in the same place.
The world is a great book, of which they who never stir from home read only a page.
Those who wander are not necessarily lost.
Our moment on stage is so brief, but if you can be aware of the ingredients that make up the stage upon which you live your life, you can enjoy the dance of life ever so much more.
It is through travel that we catch a glimpse of the unity, the continuous and the discrete, the forest and the trees -the pieces of the mosaic that give us the sum of life.
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 to understand each other, we may even become friends.
A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.
Travel is always both a window and a mirror. Partly what you do is discover another place, and part of what you do is view yourself and your own country differently.
A mind that is stretched by a new experience can never go back to its old dimensions.
Own what you can always carry with you; know languages, know countries, know people. Let your memory be your bag.
One does not discover new lands without consenting to lose sight of the home shore.
Travel is always both a window and a mirror. Partly what you do is discover another place, and part of what you do is view yourself and your own country differently.
Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the grade winds in your sails. Explore, Dream, Discover.
When traveling, you learn who you are, and are not, when you’re splashed up against a foreign environment.
Life begins at the end of your comfort zone.