Travel Quotes
The pleasant fact is that the British are not much good at violent crime except in fiction, which is of course as it should be.
Seuls les poissons morts suivent le courant' - Only dead fish follow the current
We are in the process of finding out what filling the sky with hundreds of thousands of satellites does to all life on Earth.
Life is a concept, like the “universe", that expands as soon as we reach what we think is its edge.
While she was in transit, being unattached was exhilarating, but the moment she stopped, so did the high.
An airport is a potent place, a point of reunions and departures. For the traveler, it's a crossroads at the moment of decision, a flashpoint that separates intention from retreat.
The winds of fortune tend to favour the sails of those who politely yell out to it, 'Nice to meet you!
May be the road you travel doesn’t give you the beautiful fate you have always dreamed off! Stop and change the road, no matter how difficult it may be!
We travel to see the reflection of our minds on the mirror of changes so that we may enrich ourselves.
Beauty is the moment when time vanishes. Beauty is the space where eternity arises.
Savour on the moment, while still waiting for sacred time.
You dare travel on sacred road, although you may not know the end.
Alone in the dark, the Creator lights a flame of fire, to guide my path.
Every time I travel I feel like the Universe is guiding me into its aura by liberating a piece of my soul.
You'll live through my words and my pictures, and I'll live somewhere the skies are blue.
Photography is like exploring a new dimension, only I can go there but I can show you where I've been.
When I am about to embark on a difficult journey, I comfort myself by reading the accounts of the great nineteenth-century travellers, men like Stanley, Burton, Speke, Burckhardt and Barth.
You can be anywhere you want in the world, meet different people and learn more than a hundred things in a matter of minutes… all you have to do is READ!
I read. That's my form of travel.
By reading books, you lose your old self and you find your new self! To read is to travel from self to another self!
If the body is the register of the real, then reading with one's feet is real in a way reading with one's eyes alone is not.
The spirit of the way is surely there, in the wish to wander through the world in order to escape it and to find others where there is nobody.
There is this common notion that people are shallow and ignorant until they go out and see the world. I, on the other hand, went out and in comparison realized I was in pretty good standing.
All our ancestors were murdered, murderers, complicit to murder, or combating murder.
I had a sudden notion of why history is such a mess: humans do not live long enough. We only learn from experience and have no time to use it in a continuous and sensible way.
A rich and mature life involves opening up to a wider world. If we base our understanding of life only on what we personally experience, we are impoverished indeed.
Isn’t that the fantasy? If I go back in time, knowing what people back then didn’t know, then I can change history! But history made you what you are. And it’s bigger than any one man.
...is any history really all that ancient?...Doesn't every moment from the past affect the present?
There is a whole world out there, waiting for you. A world filled with opportunities wherever and whenever you want to grasp them. And whether you do or you don’t…. well that is totally up to you.
If you have to ask that question, you wouldn't understand the answer.
... a certain kind of wanderlust can only be assuaged by the acts of the body itself in motion, not the motion of the car, boat, or plane.
When the Earth basks in the Sun's brilliance, you'll find me there with my arms spread wide and my face with a smile.
The days go by, through the brief silence of winter, when the sunshine is so still and pure, like iced wine, and the dead leaves gleam brown, and water sounds hoarse in the ravines.
The cold and crystal clear water, it falls gently on the sleeper, cleansing the mind and soothing the soul...