#rave

They say the sky is the same everywhere. Travellers, the shipwrecked, exiles, and the dying draw comfort from the thought[.] ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#travel #death

When you travel, remember that a foreign country is not designed to make you comfortable. It is designed to make its own people comfortable. ↗

— Clifton Paul Fadiman

#country #designed #foreign #foreign country #make

The biggest adventure you can ever take is to live the life of your dreams. ↗

— Oprah Winfrey

#bravery #inspirational #life #dreams

Taking no chances means wasting your dreams.. ↗

— Ellen Hopkins

#timidity #dreams

My dream is to walk around the world. A smallish backpack, all essentials neatly in place. A camera. A notebook. A traveling paint set. A hat. Good shoes. A nice pleated (green?) skirt for the occasional seaside hotel afternoon dance. ↗

— Maira Kalman

#travel #dreams

Traveling is a brutality. It forces you to trust strangers and to lose sight of all that familiar comfort of home and friends. You are constantly off balance. Nothing is yours except the essential things: air, sleep, dreams, sea, the sky - all things tending towards the eternal or what we imagine of it. ↗

— Cesare Pavese

#dreams

There is psychological pleasure in this takeoff, too, for the swiftness of the plane’s ascent is an exemplary symbol of transformation. The display of power can inspire us to imagine analogous, decisive shifts in our own lives, to imagine that we, too, might one day surge above much that now looms over us.” P. 38-39 ↗

— Alain de Botton

#art

Venice appeared to me as in a recurring dream, a place once visited and now fixed in memory like images on a photographer’s plates so that my return was akin to turning the leaves of a portfolio: a scene of the gondolas moored by the railway station; the Grand Canal in twilight; the Rialto bridge; the Piazza San Marco; the shimmering, rippling wonderland; the bustling water traffic; the fish market; the Lido beach and boardwalk; Teeny in the launch; the singing, gesturing gondoliers; the bourgeois tourists drinking coffee at Florian’s; the importunate beggars; the drowned girl’s ghost haunting the Bridge of Sighs; the pigeons, mosquitoes and fetor of decay. ↗

— Gary Inbinder

#travel #venice #dreams

The tourist was the great conservative who hated novelty and adored dirt. ↗

— Henry Adams

#travel #education

Esk felt that bravery was called for, but on a night like this bravery lasted only as long as a candle stayed alight. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#light #equality