Quotes About Wanderlust

If you didn't know, you wouldn't take him for part-ghost—but you'd know he wanted to be somewhere else.

I travel. I do a lot of traveling around the world.

One of the places where we lived when I was growing up had this big wood out the back. And starting when I was about 8, I used to enjoy just walking alone through the wood late. Eleven p.m. Midnight. Later.

There was a great complexity to my father. He was a devoted family man. But, in the same breath, he simply was not suited to an anchored life. He should have been somebody who had a backpack, an old map, a bit of change in his pocket and that was it - roaming the world.

Weil es so glamourös ist, das Herumstreunen an seltsamen Orten, wo einen absolut keiner kennt.

This girl may never go anywhere. She should at least know that adventure is in her bones." When

She says she can't believe she raised a child who traveled all over the world but has been content ever since to let the world come to her.

An afternoon drive down back roads, looking for something I couldn't put a name to. A route to some place where maybe my true life existed.

The sea will grant each man new hope The sleep brings dreams of home.

I've met the most interesting people while flying or on a boat. These methods of travel seem to attract the kind of people I want to be with.

I wish I was away in Ingo Far across the briny sea Sailing over deepest waters Where neither care nor worry trouble me.

always meant to run away someday.

That's for me. I am a great lover of 'I was there' books.

The further from home you wander, the closer you get to Siberia.

You see, my mind takes me far, but my heart dreams of return.

Eastward I go only by force; but westward I go free.

Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I'm at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know.

Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I'm at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know.

Let us roam then, you and I, When the evening is splayed out across the sky [...] Paths that follow like a nagging accusation Of a minor violation To lead you to the ultimate reproof ... Oh, do not say, 'Bad kitty!' Let us go and prowl the city. In the rooms the cats run to and fro Auditioning for a Broadway show." (From The Love Song of J. Morris Housecat )

I just travel the world with my backpack and my cameras and a bunch of Clif bars.

So I'm more at home with my backpack, sleeping in a hotel room or on a bus or on an airplane, than I am necessarily on a bed. It's weird being here. It feels like I'm standing next to my real life.

and I abroad, and there I searched

In the Balkans the peasants say that if you long for faraway countries and leave your own land and home to find them, you are born under A LILAC-BLEEDING STAR.

a book that did what books always promised to do and never actually quite did: get you out, really out, of where you were and into somewhere better.