Quotes About Travel

We do not go somewhere in a car, but arrive somewhere in a car. Automobiles do not make travel possible, but make it possible for us to move locations without traveling.

Genuine travel has no destination. Travelers do not go somewhere, but constantly discover they are somewhere else. Since gardening is a way not of subduing the indifference of nature but of raising one's own spontaneity to respond to the disregarding vagaries and unpredictabilities of nature, we do not look on nature as a sequence of changing scenes but look on ourselves as persons in passage.

I have to travel a lot for work.

Zijn dit kaartjes voor de eerste klas?' vroeg Kady plotseling... 'En een reservering voor de duurste suite in het Savoy?' ... '... ze pakken het wel heel groots aan,' zei Jake behoedzaam... 'Er zijn vast camera's,' ging hij door... 'Nou, een heel kort reisje dan. Misschien valt het wel mee.

coming from the far passageway that led to the smaller

A wise man travels to discover himself.

If I don't need the money, I don't work. I'm going to spend time with my family and friends, and I'm going to travel and read and listen to music and try to learn a little bit more about how to be a human being, as opposed to learning how to be somebody else.

get us some little jeeps. Maybe like those moon-buggies they used to have on The Banana Splits.

I'm very unstable there's no stability in a musician's life at all. You live on a bus or on the road hand to mouth and you don't know where your money's coming from.

In Martinique, when the whistle blew for the tourists to get back on the ship, I had a quick, wild, and lovely moment when I decided I wouldn't get back on the ship. I did, though. And I found that somebody had stolen the pants to my dinner jacket.

He was, like me, an only child. His father (born in Siberia, a Ukrainian national from Novoagansk) was in mining and exploration. "Big important job—he travels the world." Boris's mother—his father's second wife—was dead.

when you feel homesick, he said, just look up. because the moon is the same wherever you go

We are all of us, to some degree or another, brainwashed by the society we live in. We are able to see this when we travel to another country, and are able to catch a glimpse of our own country with foreign eyes.. the best we can hope for is that a kindly friend from another culture will enable us to look at our culture with dispassionate eyes.

We are all of us, to some degree or another, brain-washed by the society we live in. We are able to see this when we travel to another country, and are able to catch a glimpse of our own country with foreign eyes. There is nothing much we can do about this except to remember that it is so. Every one of us is part of the great comforting illusions, and part illusions, which every society uses to keep up its confidence in itself. These

Au bout de la piste on trouve toujours ou le chameau ou le proprietaire du chameau . . .

He's asked Master Zitwitz to leave the duke and travel with him as household controller to the Ambassador's residence in Turkey.' Philippa Somerville blew her nose sharply. 'On the strength of his sweet cherry sauce?' 'On the strength, I think, of that handy right uppercut,' said Jerott.

If I am dead I cannot sponsor your travels. Except, clearly, in a direction you will never be called on to follow.

In his turn, Chancellor was looking into his tankard. "Cloth builds the vessel," he said. "And launches her; and pays for her crew." "But you do not travel by cloth," Lymond said. "But by sea card and compass and star.

Sometimes,' said Míkál, 'one must travel to find what is love.' 'Sometimes,' said Philippa stoutly, 'one must travel to find what is kindness. I know what is——I know what love is.

What happened at Novgorod was not entirely George Killingworth's fault, although Danny Hislop afterwards blamed his beard, which he claimed had a life of its own like Chang-kuo Lao's miraculous donkey, which could travel thousands of leagues a day, and then at rest could be folded like paper.

Damn it, said Wimsey, savagely, I always did hate watering-places!

Travel, trouble, music, art, a kiss, a frock, a rhyme -- I never said they feed my heart, but still they pass my time.

Yes, I once was the toast of two continents! (...Greenland & Australia).

I don't go to mythical places with strange men.