Quotes About Wanderlust

Nowadays you can go anywhere in the world in a few hours, and nothing is fabulous any more.

I'm constantly falling in love with objects, and they follow me around the world.

I obsess over places I will never live and restaurants at which I aspire to eat.

After going to Australia, it's hard to go anywhere after that. I want to move there. I'm obsessed with it.

For two days and nights and half another day again he walked – through lonely forests and down along the rushing mountain streams that seemed to know their destination far better than he knew his.

Cái cô Ä'Æ¡n nh?t trong kh?p th? gian là má»™t tâm h?n Ä'ang chu?n b? s?n sàng cho chuy?n Ä'i xa xôi, bí ?n c?a mình.

True adventurers have never been plentiful. They who are set down in print as such have been mostly business men with newly invented methods. They have been out after the things they wanted - golden fleeces, holy grails, lady loves, treasures, crowns, and fame. The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate. A fine example was the Prodigal Sob - when he started back home.

The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate. A fine example was the Prodigal Son — when he started back home.

Al fotografo viaggiatore, Buon cammino! Belle foto!

All the happiness and beauty that life had to offer only revealed themselves when his mind drifted off into fantasies of a world far removed from his own.

The only antidote to the loneliness of the streets was the streets themselves.

Let's fly away and live forever

There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road thereto, said the Mennonite.

There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road thereto

Please, she whispered as she opened the book, please get me out of here just for an hour or so, please take me far, far away

aber keine von ihnen war so recht bei der Sache und das Gefühl, das sich sonst sofort eingestellt hatte, wenn sie zusammen im Wohnwagen saßen, das Gefühl von Geborgenheit, von Freiheit und Freundschaft, wollte sich einfach nicht einstellen. Als hätte der Wohnwagen plötzlich Löcher und flüsterte ihnen all das über die Welt zu, was sie nicht wissen wollten.

There is no frigate like a book To take us lands away, Nor any courser like a page Of prancing poetry. This traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of toll; How frugal is the chariot That bears a human soul! Emily Dickinson, The Poems of Emily Dickinson

Elinor Loredan: But I just adore everything Persian. Meggie Folchart: You've been to Persia, then? Elinor: Yes, a hundred times. Along with St. Petersburg, Paris, Middle-Earth, distant planets and Shangri-la. And I never had to leave this room. Books are adventure. They contain murder and mayhem and passion. They love anyone who opens them.

Where do you want to go, my heart? Anywhere - anywhere, out of this world.

There could be no home for the Tillermans. Home free — Dicey would settle for a place to stay. Stay free.

Afoot and lighthearted I take to the open road, healthy, free, the world before me.

I tramp a perpetual journey.

The untold want, by life and land ne'er granted, Now, Voyager, sail thou forth, to seek and find.

The lure of seeing new places, different ways of life, has been almost irresistible.