travel Quotes

“I have found out that there ain’t no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.”

“Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us, or we find it not.”

“It is a long way to Ireland, Janet, and I am sorry to send my little friend on such weary travels: but if I can’t do better, how is it to be helped? Are you anything akin to me, do you think, Jane?”

“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.”

“To move, to breathe, to fly, to float, To gain all while you give, To roam the roads of lands remote, To travel is to live.”

“And now, tell me and tell me true. Where have you been wandering, and in what countries have you travelled? Tell us of the peoples themselves, and of their cities—who were hostile, savage and uncivilised, and who, on the other hand, hospitable and humane.”

“Francie decided to see these places some day. Some day she would go across Williamsburg Bridge, which was only a few blocks away and find her way uptown in New York to where these fine places were and take a good look at the outside.”

“Captain, this is madness! High time you thought of your own home at last, if it really is your fate to make it back alive and reach your well-built house and native land.”

As for seeing the town, the idea never occurred to him, for he was the sort of Englishman who, on his travels, gets his servant to do his sightseeing for him.

It’s really useful to travel, if you want to see new things.

I see that it is by no means useless to travel, if a man wants to see something new.

Why, I’ve just this instant found out that we might have gone around the world in only seventy-eight days.

We are going round the world.

I see that it is by no means useless to travel, if a man wants to see something new.

The noble lord, confined to his armchair, would have given his whole fortune to be able to travel around the world, in ten years even; and he bet four thousand pounds on Phileas Fogg.

“They left the inn behind them, the howls of the witch-queen ringing in their ears. They were underground, and the candlelight flickered from the wet cave walls; and with their next halting step they were in a desert of white sand, in the moonlight; and with their third step they were high above the earth, looking down on the hills and trees and rivers far below them.”

“I have never been out of my own land before. And if I had known what the world outside was like, I don’t think I should have had the heart to leave it.”

“We alternate choosing places to go, but we also have to be willing to go where the road takes us. This means the grand, the small, the bizarre, the poetic, the beautiful, the ugly, the surprising. Just like life.”

“‘You’ll be departing our…great state, and before…you do, you should…see it. You should…wander….’”

“I’ve got a map in my car that wants to be used, and I think there are places we can go that need to be seen. Maybe no one else will ever visit them and appreciate them or take the time to think they’re important, but maybe even the smallest places mean something.”

“I think of my own epitaph, still to be written, and all the places I’ll wander. No longer rooted, but gold, flowing. I feel a thousand capacities spring up in me.”

“Then I went on, and my feet seemed to be a long way off, and everything seemed to come from a long way off, and I could hear my feet walking a great distance away.”

“Nobody that ever left their own country ever wrote anything worth printing. Not even in the newspapers.”

“It was a warm and beautiful day for hitchhiking. To get out of the impossible complexities of Chicago traffic I took a bus to Joliet, Illinois, went by the Joliet pen, stationed myself just outside town after a walk through its leafy rickety streets behind, and pointed my way. All the way from New York to Joliet by bus, and I had spent more than half my money.”

“During the depression,” said the cowboy to me, “I used to hop freights at least once a month. In those days you’d see hundreds of men riding a flatcar or in a boxcar, and they weren’t just bums, they were all kinds of men out of work and going from one place to another and some of them just wandering.”

“One of the biggest troubles of hitchhiking is having to talk to innumerable people, make them feel that they didn’t make a mistake picking you up.”

“We were so used to traveling we had to walk all over Long Island, but there was no more land, just the Atlantic Ocean, and we could only go so far. We clasped hands and agreed to be friends forever.”

“Suddenly we came down from the mountain and overlooked the great sea-plain of Denver; heat rose as from an oven. We began to sing songs. I was itching to get on to San Francisco.”

“Here today, up and off to somewhere else tomorrow! Travel, change, interest, excitement! The whole world before you, and a horizon that’s always changing!”

Travel far enough, you meet yourself.

“Only it seems to me that once in your life before you die you ought to see a country where they don’t talk in English and don’t even want to.”

“The ordinary traffic had been stopped, I believe, in order to allow of the passage of troops and guns to Chertsey, and I have heard since that a savage struggle occurred for places in the special trains that were put on at a later hour.”

“How can I leave my mark on the world, I thought, unless I get out there first and see it?”

“I had the urge to examine my life in another culture and move beyond what I knew.”

“She had a naked child with her, a little naked girl, barely able to toddle, and after a while she set this child on the ground and give her a push and whispered something to her. This child come toward me, barely able t’walk, come toddling up to me and—Jesus, it makes you sick t’remember a thing like this! It stuck out its hand and tried to unbutton my trousers!”

“The road’s up there on the wall a thousand feet with a sheer drop sometimes, ... And worst of all is the bridge! I go ambling seaward along the path by the creek and see this awful thin white line of bridge a thousand unbridgeable sighs of height above the little woods.”

“The more you get set into your own world, the smaller your world becomes.”

“Men think more about returning home than about leaving.”

“Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.”

“There’s a gentility on the road. A direct or personal question is out of bounds. But this is simple good manners anywhere in the world.”

“A dog, particularly an exotic like Charley, is a bond between strangers.”

“The train lurches hard from side to side. Enrique holds on with both hands.”

“He says that all that happens when you go far, far away is that you discover you’ve brought yourself along.”

“Own only what you can always carry with you: know languages, know countries, know people. Let your memory be your travel bag.”

“Books allowed me not only to travel in my imagination but to look through windows into the world of the unknown and not feel afraid.”

“But the peach...ah, yes...the peach was a soft, stealthy traveler, making no noise as it floated along. And several times during that long silent night ride high up over the middle of the ocean in the moonlight, James and his friends saw things that no one had ever seen before.”

“What a day it was! Flags were flying, bands were playing... and all the lovely ladies had flowers in their hair. They had a parade into the bull ring.”

“Well...I went around the world.”

“Think! Think a ship. Think up a long trip. ”

“I am strong and I work hard and I am willing to travel. But I am not mild mannered. If you should still care to write, I would be interested in your children and about where you live. And you.”

″ You wanted my horns; now your quite welcome to ‘em! Keep ‘em! They’re yours! As for ME, I shall take Myself to the far distant side of the lake!”

“Trust is vital for change leadership. Without trust there is no “travel.” When trust is lost, the journey is over.”

“Trust is vital for change leadership. Without trust there is no “travel.” When trust is lost, the journey is over.”

“ ‘She’s sure to turn up somewhere,’ said Pat. ‘I’ll look out for her. You never know. I might spot Sarah-Ann on my travels. I’m good at finding things. Poor Katy – she does look sad. I’ll do my best. Don’t worry now! Cheerio!’ “

“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.”

“She read all sorts of things: travels, and sermons, and old magazines. Nothing was so dull that she couldn’t get through with it. Anything really interesting absorbed her so that she never knew what was going on about her.”

“There are two kinds of travel. The usual way is to take the fastest imaginable conveyance along the shortest road. The other way is not to care particularly where you are going or how long it will take you, or whether you get there or not.”

“The best way of travel, however, if you aren’t in a hurry at all, if you don’t care where you are going, if you don’t like to use your legs, if you want to see everything quite clearly, if you don’t want to be annoyed at all by any choice of directions, is in a balloon.”

″ ‘I’m not up to everything, Peterkin, as you’ll find out ere long,’ replied Jack, with a smile; ‘but I have been a great reader of books of travel and adventure all my life, and that has put me up to a good many things that you are, perhaps, not acquainted with.’ ”

“He leaves the Amazon expedition in the capable hands of Hal, who, although only just ready for the university, has hunted mountains lions and knows a lot about the way of animals.

“Travel to Marsyas Island Orphanage, where six dangerous children reside: a gnome, a sprite, a wyvern, an unidentifiable green blob, a were-Pomeranian, and the Antichrist.”

“That’s why they alway put two blank pages at the back of the atlas. They’re for new countries. You’re meant to fill them in yourself.”

And, after all, Gallaher had lived, he had seen the world.

“After I’d seen as much of the world as I want to, I’d like to settle in Germany and have just as much music as I choose. I’m to be a famous musician myself, and all creation is to rush to hear me. And I’m never to be bothered about money or business, but just enjoy myself and live for what I like. That’s my favorite castle.”

“Foreign life polishes one in spite of one’s self. I study as well as play, and as for this”—with a little gesture toward her dress—“why, tulle is cheap, posies to be had for nothing, and I am used to making the most of my poor little things.”

Always, they broke camp in the dark, and the first gray of dawn found them hitting the trail with fresh miles reeled off behind them.

The dog-driver rubbed Buck’s feet for half an hour each night after supper, and sacrificed the tops of his own moccasins to make four moccasins for Buck.

“There is no wilderness where I can hide from these things, there is no haven where I can escape them; though I travel to the ends of the earth, I find the same accursed system—”