Traveling Quotes

I am fevered with the sunset I am fretful with the bay For the wander-thirst is on me And my soul is in Cathay.

A mind wanders, thoughts flee and memories fade. But tattoos, tattoos are forever. And if it is true to say that we carry ourselves with when we travel - then the body may very well be a beautiful canvas for the timeless lessons we learn and will learn when we travel.

It's through traveling you make the great journey into yourself, and it's the clarity of extremes in traveling that forces you to meet yourself like you've never met yourself before.

Later that day when I walked down this dried-out riverbed, enjoying the last rays of sunshine on my bare skin, I felt a deep inner peace coming up straight from my heart.

May my soul forever stay wild and my spirit always be adventurous.

The ceaseless rain is falling fast,And yonder gilded vane,Immovable for three days past,Points to the misty main,It drives me in upon myselfAnd to the fireside gleams,To pleasant books that crowd my shelf,And still more pleasant dreams,I read whatever bards have sungOf lands beyond the sea,And the bright days when I was youngCome thronging back to me.In fancy I can hear againThe Alpine torrent's roar,The mule-bells on the hills of Spain,The sea at Elsinore.I see the convent's gleaming wallRise from its groves of pine,And towers of old cathedrals tall,And castles by the Rhine.I journey on by park and spire,Beneath centennial trees,Through fields with poppies all on fire,And gleams of distant seas.I fear no more the dust and heat,No more I feel fatigue,While journeying with another's feetO'er many a lengthening league.Let others traverse sea and land,And toil through various climes,I turn the world round with my handReading these poets' rhymes.From them I learn whatever liesBeneath each changing zone,And see, when looking with their eyes,Better than with mine own.

Down to Gehenna or up to the throne He travels the fastest who travels alone.

I was a woman and did not yet think of myself as a writer. I was a mapmaker.

If it’s true we only live once, then raise your red velvet curtain every chance you get.

Though I have not lived in New York City for more than two decades, these storytellers – from the United States, Britain and Canada – have touched my heart with their openness, inspired me with their joie de vivre and deepened my appreciation for my hometown as a worldwide phenomenon. Welcome to our New York.

You will meet great beings when you come out of the well and see the world.

At chaos’ core lies the invitation.

Paris is a place in which we can forget ourselves, reinvent, expunge the dead weight of our past.

From the depths of your well, tap your will.

It's not a homeless life for me,It's just that I'm home lessThan others like to be.

How will I know who I can become if I don't give myself the chance to try new things, to push myself beyond my normal boundaries? Who might I be if I am away from the things that I currently use to define myself?

When she awoke, the world was on fire.

Good company in a journey makes the way to seem the shorter.

The best traveler is one without a camera.

My sisters and I sit together on a pair of suitcases. If we've forgotten anything, it's already too late -- our rooms have all been sealed and photographed. Anyway, Tatiana would say it's bad luck to return for something you've forgotten.

When life hands you lemons, why stop at lemonade? Create an entire product line.

You have to conquer every mountain to fulfill the dream.

...to this day there is something illusionistic and illusory about the relationship of time and space as we experience it in traveling, which is why whenever we come home from elsewhere we never feel quite sure if we have really been abroad.

If you want it badly enough, it’s yours.

I thought that if I owned nothing, had nothing, was nothing, I would have nothing left to lose, and I wouldn't be scared anymore. Because my whole life I’ve been so damn scared. Scared to live because I was scared to die. But at the same I was so scared of living, so I wanted to die. Or maybe so scared of dying that I refused to live. You don't have to be afraid to fall, when you're already on the ground. You don't have to be scared to lose someone, when there's no one around to lose.

Moving right alongIn search of good timesAnd good news,With good friends you can't lose.This could become a habit.Opportunity just knocked,Let's reach out and grab it,Together we'll nab it,We'll hitch-hike, bus, or yellow cab it.

Go for it. It will make a great story.

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.

The adventures of a lifetime begin with “Yes.

If Aphrodite chills at home in Cyprus for most of the year, then Fez must be the goddess’s playground.

Every time I travel I feel like the Universe is guiding me into its aura by liberating a piece of my soul.

Ah! listen the song of storm from my disturbed soul;and it scatters flower buds into its lonely halls;like every pain needs a dirge,with wreaths that awful the world framed one for me,and gives the time it calls.

Those who receive the blessing are those who see beyond its disguise.

Let's not grow with our roots in the ground.

Come to think of it, maybe God is a He after all, because only a cruel force would create something this beautiful and make it inaccessible to most people.

Powerful words always travel the whole world!

Imagination of a place, attracted the possibility of my travel to the place.

As long as you’re breathing, it’s never too late to reconnect with a long-held love.

Whether you need to make a call or answer one,don’t put your passions on hold.

Find the right paths for your journey. Travel along these paths to your final destination.

Experience does for the soul what education does for the mind.

The more I see of other countries the more I love my own.

When I was eighteen or twenty, I knew everything except what I wanted. I knew all about people, and poetry, and love, and music, and politics, and baseball, and history, and I played pretty good jazz piano. And then I went traveling, because I felt that I might have missed something and it would be a good idea to learn it before I got my master's degree. (...) And the older I grew, and the farther I traveled, the younger I grew and the less I knew. I could feel it happening to me. I could actually walk down a dirty street and feel all my wisdom slipping away from me, all the things I wrote term papers about.

Toad must have been very accustomed to traveling this way, balanced on the back rails of a rushing buggy, but Melena was not. She gripped the sides and white-knuckled the rails with her knapsack sandwiched between her knees. Hazel was clamped onto the roof, grinning like an alligator in the sun. And Toad lounged like a cat.

A person does not grow from the ground like a vine or a tree, one is not part of a plot of land. Mankind has legs so it can wander.

I realized if I didn’t just go, I’d never go. Going was the key. It didn’t matter where I was headed just as long as I was headed somewhere. ~ Ben Davis

Removing yourself from the familiar and opting for the unfamiliar opens up the unknown. And within the unknown there are questions we have never asked ourselves; experiences we have never imagined; lessons we have never had a chance to learn. What we ultimately need when we are stuck within a bubble, is change. Another perspective of seeing and knowing what is possible. Traveling will open that up for you. The world will play its role; all you need to do, is pack your bags and allow it to happen.

If you’ve broken any promises you’ve made to yourself, now is the time to make up for it.

Till your inner garden and your outer landscape will flourish

Be courageous: be still.

Those who walk the talk get the work.

Be who you are. You may not always please but you will never go wrong.

Crossing the limit is not my styleMy footsteps meander less than a mileI travel the world perhaps in a minuteYet a dream, to me, is never infinite!

When traveling in rural Africa, it's important to not actually *go* to a hospital until the patient is on the brink of expiration, otherwise things are apt to get worse.

You have to know where you are going to reach your destination.

Whether by plane, bus or carpet, own the magic in your ride.

No map? No problem. Let commitment and determination lead the way.

In my travels I found no answers, only wonders.

You discover or re-discover yourself only through travel, and unplanned travel is the most exhilarating experience. I truly believe that not all those who wander are lost. But for the ones who are lost, wandering is the only way to find themselves.

Every story is a ride to some place and time other than here and now. Buried in an armchair, reclined on a couch, prostrate on your bed, or glued to your desk, you can go places and travel through time.