#trave

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. ↗

— Tahir Shah

#journey #reading #travel-writers #men

For me, boviscopophobia (=the morbid fear of being seen as bovine) is an even stronger motive than semi-agoraphobia for staying on the ship when we're in port. ↗

— David Foster Wallace

#phobias #travel #motivational

Only the road and the dawn, the sun, the wind, and the rain, And the watch fire under stars, and sleep, and the road again. ↗

— John Masefield

#travel #nature

My wife and two children traveled with me on locations all last season. ↗

— Martin Milner

#last #last season #locations #me #season

We travel to learn; and I have never been in any country where they did not do something better than we do it, think some thoughts better than we think, catch some inspiration from heights above our own. ↗

— Maria Mitchell

#any #been #better #catch #country

When I am traveling in a carriage, or walking after a good meal, or during the night when I cannot sleep; it is on such occasions that ideas flow best and most abundantly. ↗

— Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

#am #best #cannot #carriage #during

Travel, of course, narrows the mind. ↗

— Malcolm Muggeridge

#mind #narrows #travel

...in the unique case of a country’s geographic position, it is difficult to consider this factor as anything other than a cause, unless we assume that in prehistoric times peoples migrated to climates that fit their concepts of power distance, which is rather far-fetched. ↗

— Geert Hofstede

#funny #prehistory #travel #funny

Just got back from a pleasure trip: I took my mother-in-law to the airport. ↗

— Henny Youngman

#airport #back #got #i #just

the sense of a small courageous community barely existing above the desert of trees, hemmed in by a sun too fierce to work under and a darkness filled with evil spirits - love was an arm round the neck, a cramped embrace in the smoke, wealth a little pile of palm-nuts, old age sores and leprosy, religion a few stones in the centre of the village where the dead chiefs lay, a grove of trees where the rice birds, like yellow and green canaries, built their nests, a man in a mask with raffia skirts dancing at burials. This never varied, only their kindness to strangers, the extent of their poverty and the immediacy of their terrors. Their laughter and their happiness seemed the most courageous things in nature ↗

— Graham Greene

#culture #liberia #travel #age