Quotes About Travel

Rosemary pojecha?a do Monte Carlo zgn?biona - na miar? swoich mo?liwo?ci - wprost bezgranicznie.

After lunch they were both overwhelmed by the sudden flatness that comes over American travellers in quiet foreign places. No stimuli worked upon them, no voices called them from without, no fragments of their own thoughts came suddenly from the minds of others, and missing the clamor of Empire they felt that life was not continuing here.

Why they came east I don't know. They had spent a year in France, for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together.

Oh, many things. I've led a very active life. Knocked about here and there. (His tone implies anything front lion-stalking to organized crime.)

They were a party of three on horseback

Living rather ascetically, travelling third-class when he was alone, with the cheapest wine, and good care of his clothes, and penalizing himself for any extravagances, he maintained a qualified financial independence.

snub-nosed motor-boat

And afterward tracing down the hot sinister shin of the Italian boot with the wind soughing around those eerie castles, the dead watching from up on those hills.

They ate sandwiches of mortadel sausage and bel paese cheese made up in the station restaurant, and drank Beaujolais.

J'ai eu l'impression que la terre entière m'avait abandonnée. [...] J'ai tourné la tête et je me suis mise à pleurer. [...] De toute façon, je pense que tout est horrible. [...] J'ai été partout, j'ai tout fait, j'ai tout vu.

Seated in a car full of women, squashed between his six-foot landlady and Sybil Underwood, having to listen to them talk nonstop all the way to Atlanta and back, was too much for him to bear.

she was not against having a little fun. After all, she had been to Milwaukee, and knew the score.

it's time to hit the road.

Life is what we make of it. Travel is the traveler. What we see isn't what we see but what we are.

There are ships sailing to many ports, but not a single one goes to where life is not painful; nor is there a port of call where it is possible to forget.

I do not evolve, I simply journey.

Oh, the continual drunken diversity of flights and departures! Eternal soul of navigators and their navigations!

We never disembark from ourselves. We never attain another existence unless we other ourselves by actively, vividly imagining who we are. The true landscapes are those that we ourselves create since, being their gods, we see them as they truly are, which is however we created them. None of the four corners of the world is the one that interests me and that I can truly see; it's the fifth corner that I travel in, and it belongs to me.

I should explain that I really did travel, but everything smacks to me of merely telling myself that I travelled, although I didn't. I carried back and forth, from north to south and east to west, the weariness of having had a past, the disquiet of living a present, and the tedium of having to have a future. And yet I struggle so hard to remain entirely in the present, killing inside me the past and the future.

Viajar? Para viajar basta existir. Vou de dia para dia, como de estação para estação, no comboio do meu corpo (...) A vida é o que fazemos dela. As viagens são os viajantes. O que vemos, não é o que vemos, senão o que somos

A ship may seem to be an object whose purpose is to sail, but no, its purpose is to reach a port.

Solo la debilidad extrema de la imaginación justifica que tengamos que desplazarnos para sentir.

Cómo sabéis que viajando así no me rejuvenezco oscuramente? Infantil de absurdo, revivo mi propia infancia y juego con las ideas de las cosas como con soldados de plomo, con los cuales, de pequeño, hacía cosas que nada tenían que ver con un soldado.   Ebrio de errores, me pierdo a veces por sentirme vivir.

se lembre como é não só melhor, senão mais verdadeiro, o sonhar com Bordéus do que desembarcar em Bordéus