Quotes About Travel

the way he had of moving over the land. "And have you always

make a quick trip to the village. I didn't bring any protection.

Just let me get my suitcase." "Women

You'll stay, won't you? Maddy asked Pilar. Yes, if you want. I think you should stay. Since Theo had grabbed the bags, she clomped off after him in her funky new shoes.

The drive to Santa Fe on I-25 is midly zen. There are public road signs that say Gusty Winds May Exist. This seems more like lazy philosophy than travel advice.

A different toothbrush waits in every time zone.

When you travel a lot, you learn to pack the same for every trip. Six white shirts, two black trousers. The bare minimum you need to survive.

This is a terrible way to travel. I go to meetings my boss doesn't want to attend. I take notes. I'll get back to you.

Picture time travel as nothing more than knocking your half-read book to the floor and losing your place. You pick up the book and open the pages to a scene too early or late, but never exactly where you'd been reading.

the guy said industry slang for flight attendant was Space Waitress. Or Air Mattress.

An airplane is just so many rows of people sitting and all going in the same direction a long ways off the ground. Going to New York's a lot the way I imagine going to Heaven would be.

Globe-trotting is just the chance to feel bored more places, faster

from Tokyo to Managua

You wake up at SeaTac, SFO, LAX. You wake up at O'Hare, Dallas-Fort Worth, BWI. Pacific, mountain, central. Lose an hour, gain an hour. This is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time.

Every time the plane banked sharply on takeoff or landing, I prayed for a crash, or mid air collision, anything. Life insurance pays triple when you die on a business trip.

If there is a Hell, she is bound for it on a fast train. Then again, she's already in Florida, so how bad can it be?)

The SUV carves its way through dark pine forests. Morning sun passes through the pleached trees, dappling the windows of the vehicle.

Delectable," Ulysses said. "Of all the drinks that I have drank on all the planets I have visited, the coffee is the best.

the ship was coming back—a tiny gnat of steel pushing itself along with twinkling blasts of flaming rocket-fuel.

Anyone who lives sees, but he who moves sees more.

Maybe the man had taken the wrong turning, but at least he'd travelled some extraordinary roads.

In my mind the river flows both ways. Forward, to the explanation of things; to a destination which will justify the agonies of travel. And back, back to a time when the river was real, and those who wandered along its banks had little interest in visions.

The dead have highways. Clive Barker

past the cemetery outside the town of Rhyolite, Nevada.