Quotes About Wanderer

The only reason a road is good as every wanderer knows / Is just because of the homes, the homes, the homes to which one goes

A vagrant is everywhere at home.

Bash? wrote, "The moon and sun are travelers of a hundred generations. The years, coming and going, are wanderers too. Spending a lifetime adrift on boat decks, greeting old age while holding a horse by the mouth—for such a person, each day is a journey, and the journey itself becomes home.

in the street of the sky night walks scattering poems

Le Chasseur des solitudes).

The lonely wanderer, who watches by the seashore the waves that roll between him and his home, talks of cruel facts, material barriers that, just because they are material, and not ideal, shall be the irresistible foes of his longing heart.

As for me, I'm just passin' through this planet.

I come from no country, from no city, no tribe. I am the son of the road... all tongues and all prayers belong to me. But I belong to none of them.

So, how agreeable, perhaps, to be a pastoralist. Just be that—have that longing right in front of you, continuously addressed. To be forever lost and found.

And you must not worry about me. You must follow your dreams. You have your life ahead of you. I am just a wanderer passing by.

Gracias a él hice conocimiento con el Bonhomme Pluie, o paraguas errante, un enorme paraverse de algodón verde, que se paseaba completamente solo, sin que nadie lo sostuviese, por los terrenos áridos de Putney Commons. —Si por distracción o audacia se refugiase alguien debajo de él, desaparecería para siempre—afirmaba Peaffy.

The psychology of places, for some imaginations at least, is very vivid; for the wanderer, especially, camps have their "note" either of welcome or rejection.

All who wander are not lost!

For Balanquans, Ariniel's star is the wayfarers' star—the star that always brings you home, no matter how lost you are. The only thing a wanderer can count on.

The wayfarer was lean and keen-featured, and somewhat bowed at the shoulders; his paws were thin and long, his eyes much wrinkled at the corners, and he wore small gold ear rings in his neatly-set well-shaped ears. His knitted jersey was of a faded blue, his breeches, patched and stained, were based on a blue foundation, and his small belongings that he carried were tied up in a blue cotton handkerchief.

I'm adaptable. A nomad, my mom always says." Zoe raised an eyebrow. "Your mom?" "Well I wasn't spawned.

He only can create the greatest imaginable beauty who has endured all imaginable pangs, for only when we have seen and foreseen what we dread shall we be rewarded by that dazzling unforeseen wing-footed wanderer.

She is the wanderer, bum, émigré, refugee, deportee, rambler, strolling player. Sometimes she would like to be a settler, but curiosity, grief, and disaffection forbid it.

Shall Earth no more inspire thee, Thou lonely dreamer now?

But I come from no country, from no city, no tribe. I am the son of the road, my country is the caravan, my life the most unexpected of voyages.

I am the son of the road , my country is a caravan and my life is the most unexpected of voyages. i belong to earth and to the god and it is to them that I will one day soon return

Vicambulist (n.) One who walks about in the streets. Now that streetwalker has taken on connotations some people may not care to ascribe to themselves, we have a dearth of words to describe someone who simply likes to walk about in the streets of a city. Here's hoping vicambulist will enter everyday language anew. also

And dead leaves wrap the fruits that summer planted: And birds that love the South have taken wing. The wanderer, loitering o'er the scene enchanted, Weeps, and despairs of spring.

And suddenly, the earth was an alien place, and she a voyager without sure destination.