Quotes About Travel

My dad was a musician and I traveled around with him, so it was something that I knew

A journey never ends. Only the travellers end.

Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]

We toured that record for a year, which turned out to be the culmination of ten years of being constantly on the road. We were sick to death of touring.

Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, a day's march nearer home.

I wouldn't mind to go to New Mexico with you. To California with you. But mainly to New Jersey, to see the sea where you grew up.

TUNNEL, TURNPIKE, parkway—the shore! Sixty-five minutes south and there it was!

rattly bridge where the road curves by the old

We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate. We travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently dispersed. And we travel, in essence, to become young fools again- to slow time down and get taken in, and fall in love once more.

And if travel is like love, it is, in the end, mostly because it's a heightened state of awareness, in which we are mindful, receptive, in dimmed by familiarity and ready to be transformed. That is why the best trips, like the best love affairs, never really end.

One curiosity of being a foreigner everywhere is that one finds oneself discerning Edens where the locals see only Purgatory.

he now knew with certainty that the world was hollowed of its wonder by knowledge and travel, that when one stripped away the mysteries, its dimensions collapsed rather than bloomed.

The five of us were squeezed into Dad's little Toyota, on our way to spend the day at Zoo Gardens Theme Park. Dad had messed up and left the map at home. But Mom said the park would be real easy to find.

Where's your sense of adventure? Off on a beach somewhere with your sanity?

I am not driving back home in a car with Bipolar Man, I said, and I meant it. Seriously. I've got weapons. -Shane, Fall of Night

Nothing like Rome, boy. Gets us all the first time." "And every time after.

What an idiot Santa is for flying around alone. Because who would want to travel the world without another person's heartbeat beside him?

Evil travels the world in anonymity, its presence revealed only by the periodic consequences of its desires...

Maybe they traveled into darkness eternal without protest because they lacked the imagination to envision anything else.

Every journey has a destination, known or unknown.

Even the most exotic excursions can become tedious through repetition.

We are not, however, a species that can choose the baggage with which it must travel. In spite of our best intentions, we always find that we have brought along a suitcase or two of darkness, and misery. For

Perhaps they thought they could bring to this valley only those things they loved, leaving behind all ugliness. We are not, however, a species that can choose the baggage with which it must travel. In spite of our best intentions, we always find that we have brought along a suitcase or two of darkness, and misery.

she wants to put a few hundred more miles between them and Ringrock as fast as she can