Quotes About Travel

I have a lifelong habit for dealing with dejection: I leave town. I first ran away from home at three. Mother helped pack my bag.

For many years, it seemed as if nothing changed in Norway. You could leave the country for three months, travel the world, through coups d'etat, assassinations, famines, massacres and tsunamis, and come home to find that the only new thing in the newspapers was the crossword puzzle.

When you go visiting countries, you start reading the history of the place and you start getting into the culture, and then you have to leave. In my experience, all countries have hidden treasures.

I'll belong to libraries wherever I go. Maybe eventually I'll belong to libraries on other planets.

The next day we left for Rome. I had decided to make my books last and read only one book a week, but instead I gorged myself on them.

E' venuto scendendo il Rio Paracatè su una zattera di burití...

New places always help us look at life differently

COOK'S TIP: Bake every day. If you have to leave town fast, you'll always have something good to eat in the car.

I've three children, three grandchildren, I work, I travel, and I'm very happily married. I'm very satisfied and happy with my life and there really isn't anything I want.

Everybody has a geography that can be used for change that is why we travel to far off places. Whether we know it or not we need to renew ourselves in territories that are fresh and wild. We need to come home through the body of alien lands.

I had a blast doing the Warped Tour, but it's good to be home, for sure.

For are we not, all of us, wand'rers and strangers; and do we not, all of us, travel in danger or voyage uncharted seas?

Buy an atlas and keep it by the bed—remember you can go anywhere.

The issues that preoccupy bicycle advocates in the West—bike commuting as a planning priority and "lifestyle choice"—have little connection to the reality of the hundreds of millions for whom cycling is simply a necessity, the only viable and affordable means of travel.

Travel brings wisdom only to the wise. It renders the ignorant more ignorant than ever.

My husband and I love to travel, we say we want to cover the earth before the earth covers us!

There is a monotony to time in the air. Consistent air quality and temperature, limited collection of sounds, circumscribed range of motion for the passengers. Some people thrive within these restrictions and relax in the sky in a way they rarely do at home. They have powered down their phones and packed their computers in their luggage; they delight in being unreachable, and read novels, or giggle at sitcoms on the in-seat monitor.

I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places, all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going.

You climb out of the train with all your shit, you're a little groggy, a little discouraged. You're not expecting anyone to be there, then boom! Someone's there after all, at the end of the platform, waiting for you. Haven't you ever dreamt that would happen to you?" "I don't dream." "I don't dream," she repeated in a macho tone. "I don't dream and I don't like a cocktease. May that be a warning, babe." He looked devastated.

I have a lot of boyfriends, I want you to write that. Every country I visit, I have a different boyfriend. And I kiss them all.

Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.

They'd jumped into his car and sped off onto the motorway, heading in the wrong direction for ten minutes before they even noticed.

started here. Helen walked back to her hotel slowly, enjoying the cool of the night and the beauty of Paris. The streets were busy, and even in the side street where she crossed to her hotel there were people in the pavement cafés. She toyed with the idea of having one for the road, but decided to call it a night. She had a flight to Grand

That's when I decided the point of travel was not to observe history, but to change it.