I hate to travel with stuff.
I really cherish the memories I have of my trips. For some reason, when you travel, it's like your mind picks up on the fact that this is something uncharacteristic, so it tunes in more acutely and...
A good traveller is one who does not know where he is going to, and a perfect traveller does not know where he came from.
Italy has great food and Barcelona has great energy.
Japan, not only a mega - busy city that thrives on electronics and efficiency, actually has an almost sacred appreciation of nature. One must travel outside of Tokyo to truly experience the 'old...
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...
The South Pacific is not a paradise, in the sense that Eden wasn't either. There are always apples and snakes. But it is a wonderful place to live. The green vales of Tahiti, the hills of Guadalcanal,...
The South Pacific is memorable because when you are in the islands you simply cannot ignore nature. You cannot avoid looking up at the stars, large as apples on a new tree. You cannot deafen your ear...
Through travel I first became aware of the outside world; it was through travel that I found my own introspective way into becoming a part of it.
Every mode of travel has its signature mental aberration.
We had found nothing, and had been lost several times already in one morning, so this was shaping up into a top travel experience.
There was nothing along the road save the country it traversed and there was nothing in the country at all.
They spoke less and less between them until at last they were silent altogether as is often the way with travelers approaching the end of a journey.
Homesickness is absolutely nothing. Fifty percent of the people in the world are homesick all the time. You don't really long for another country. You long for something in yourself that you don't...
Great artists make the entire world their home.
See the world. It's more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories. Ask for no guarantees, ask for no security.
If travel were so inspiring and informing a business...then the wisest men in the world would be deck hands on tramp steamers, Pullman porters, and Mormon missionaries.
I had learned years ago never to give original documents to anyone if I could help it.
One senses that, in these conditions, no amount of wet-wiping could bring true hygiene.
As a travel writer I've specialized in gritty, fearful destinations, the kind of places that make a reader's hair stick on end.
Lured by the wilderness, and by the chance of spotting rare desert elephants, a few intrepid tourists make their way to the Skeleton Coast each year. It's just about as remote as any tourist...
Real travel is not about the highlights with which you dazzle your friends once you're home. It's about the loneliness, the solitude, the evenings spent by yourself, pining to be somewhere else. Those...
We will never remember anything by sitting in one place waiting for the memories to come back to us of their own accord! Memories are scattered all over the world. We must travel if we want to find...
There are more places you haven't heard of then you're heard of!' I loved that
That's the place to get to-nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world's somewheres, into our own nowhere.
What she aspired to was a kind of delirious perfection. What Lilia wanted was to travel, but not only that; she wanted to be a citizen of everywhere, free-wheeling and capable of instant flight.
I think one travels more usefully when they travel alone, because they reflect more.{ June 19, 1787}
...a tourist can't help but have a distorted opinion of a place: he meets unrepresentative people, has unrepresentative experiences, and runs around imposing upon the place the fantastic mental...
And my mother, whose radius of travel was short, tied the letters with ribbon and kept them in her desk, When you get the chance, she said to me, go.
Travel far enough, you meet yourself.
The Red Lion was a four-ale bar with a handful of lowbrowed sons of toil who looked as though they...
What could you do? Major Major asked himself again. What could you do with a man who looked you...
Read me back the last line. 'Read me back the last line,' read back the corporal who could take...
Keep in mind that when we talk of a great painting we are not really talking about anything great....
Inscribed on the back was a line from Virgil in Latin: Audentes fortuna juvat. Fortune favors the...
The rain was pattering hypnotically on the plane's exterior.
He wondered often how he would ever recognize the first chill, flush, twinge, ache, belch, sneeze,...
Havermeyer was a lead bombardier who never missed. Yossarian was a lead bombardier who had been...
It isn't even good grammar. What the hell does it mean when they disappear somebody?