Quotes About Wanderlust

The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one's own country as a foreign land.

If I've stayed longer than 4–5 days in any one place, I long to get on the move again.

?övalyelerin ve ?sa'n?n güzel ülkelerini tan?mak nasip olmay?nca, böyle lügat y???nlar? aras?nda yürümek ?u ana kadar bu gezegende tan?d???m en sarho? edici ?ey.

Have a suitcase heart, be ready to travel.

In life, Jane reflected, the most interesting things tend to happen when you're on your way to do something else.

Nadie viaja sin motivo. Quien se pierde es porque desea perderse.

The best way to get to Margarettown is to 'try' to get lost.

They should tell you when you're born: have a suitcase heart, be ready to travel.

The first step ... shall be to lose the way.

The cool thing about being famous is traveling. I have always wanted to travel across seas, like to Canada and stuff.

Maybe that's the problem with being someplace beautiful: it makes it impossible to live anywhere else that's not.

I think I would be happy in that place I happen not to be, and this question of moving house is the subject of a perpetual dialogue I have with my soul. Baudelaire, 'Any Where Out of this World!

He lifts his eyes to Jade Dragon Peak and, suddenly, in his silver greatcoat, becomes the living image of my favourite upland traveller, the poet Li Po: You ask me why I live in the grey hills. I smile but do not answer, for my thoughts are elsewhere. Like peach petals carried by the stream, they have gone

in becoming human, man had acquired, together with his straight legs and striding walk, a migratory 'drive' or instinct to walk long distances through the seasons; that this 'drive' was inseparable from his central nervous system; and that, when warped in conditions of settlement, it found outlets in violence, greed, status-seeking or a mania for the new. This

Man's real home is not a house, but the Road, and that life itself is a journey to be walked on foot.

The real home of man is not his house but the road. Life itself is a travel that has to be done by foot.

I will go to France, to Yugoslavia, to China and continue my profession.' 'As sanitary engineer?' 'No, Monsieur. As adventurer. I will see all the peoples and all the countries in the world.

What am I doing here? Rimbaud writing home from Ethiopia

I would spend my life on the road logging hundreds of thousands of miles and my story was always the same. . . man comes to town, detonates; man leaves town and drives off into the evening; fade to black. Just the way I like it.

My restless, roaming spirit would not allow me to remain at home very long.

Deep into distant woodlands winds a mazy way, reaching to overlapping spurs of mountains bathed in their hill-side blue. But though the picture lies thus tranced, and though this pine-tree shakes down its sighs like leaves upon this shepherd's head, yet all were vain, unless the shepherd's eye were fixed upon the magic stream before him.

I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can.

Deep into distant woodlands winds a mazy way, reaching to overlapping spurs of mountains bathed in their hill-side blue.

Chiamatemi Ismaele. Alcuni anni fa - non importa quanti esattamente - avendo pochi o punti denari in tasca e nulla di particolare che m'interessasse a terra, pensai di darmi alla navigazione e vedere la parte acquea del mondo. E' un modo che ho io di cacciare la malinconia e di regolare la circolazione.