28 Quotes Tagged: Travel

Other roads do some violence to Nature, and bring the traveller to stare at her, but the river steals into the scenery it traverses without intrusion, silently creating and adoring it, and is as free to come and go as the zephyr.

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The perfection of traveling is to travel without baggage. After considerable reflection and experience, I have concluded that the best bag for the foot-traveler is made with a handkerchief, or, if he study appearances, a piece of stiff brown paper, well tied up, with a fresh piece within to put outside when the first is torn.

Meanwhile it's got stormy, the tattered fog even thicker, chasing across my path. Three people are sitting in a glassy tourist cafe between clouds and clouds, protected by glass from all sides. Since I don't see any waiters, it crosses my mind that corpses have been sitting there for weeks, statuesque. All this time the cafe has been unattended, for sure. Just how long have they been sitting here, petrified like this?

A traveller! I love his title. A traveller is to be reverenced as such. His profession is the best symbol of our life. Going from ___ toward ___; it is the history of every one of us.

As travellers go round the world and report natural objects and phenomena, so faithfully let another stay at home and report the phenomena of his own life, —catalogue stars, those thoughts whose orbits are as rarely calculated as comets.

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I abhor new ways of life and unfamiliar places. . . . The idea of travelling nauseates me. . . . Ah, let those who don't exist travel! . . . Travel is for those who cannot feel. . . . Only extreme poverty of the imagination justifies having to move around to feel.

The question is not where did the traveller go? what places did he see? —it would be difficult to choose between places—but who was the traveller? how did he travel? how genuine an experience did he get? For travelling is, in the main, like as if you stayed at home, and then the question is how do you live and conduct yourself at home?

When we have returned from the seaside, we sometimes ask ourselves why we did not spend more time gazing at the sea; but very soon the traveller does not look at the sea more than at the heavens.

How many things concur to keep a man at home, to prevent his yielding to his inclination to wander! If I would extend my walk a hundred miles, I must carry a tent on my back for shelter at night or in the rain, or at least I must carry a thick coat to be prepared for a change in the weather.