#travel

There's a race of men that don't fit in, A race that can't sit still; So they break the hearts of kith and kin, And they roam the world at will. They range the field and rove the flood, And they climb the mountain's crest; Their's is the curse of the gypsy blood, And they don't know how to rest. ↗

— Robert W. Service

#poem #rolling-stone #travels #wanderlust #life

No matter where you are, you're always a bit on your own, always an outsider. ↗

— Banana Yoshimoto

#life #travel #life

Once the travel bug bites there is no known antidote, and I know that I shall be happily infected until the end of my life ↗

— Michael Palin

#trave #travel #traveling #life

What doesn't hurt - is not life; what doesn't pass - is not happiness. ↗

— Ivo Andrić

#life

اختلاف الأماكن من بلد إلى بلد اّخر لا يعنى كثيراً,و إنما اختلاف الناس هو الذى يعنى أكثر,لأننا نعاشر الناس و لا نعاشر الجدران.و انت لا تسافر حينما تغير مكانك و لكنك تكون قد سافرت حينما توسع من ثقافتك و تثرى من عاطفتك و تجدد من روحك. ↗

— مصطفى محمود

#life #people #travel #traveling #life

A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it. ↗

— George A. Moore

#home #man #needs #over #returns

In this way, writers are indeed, as Henry Miller suggested, traitors to the human race. We may turn a light on inequity, injustice, and oppression from time to time, but we regularly kill what we love in insidious fashion. ↗

— Anthony Bourdain

#love

As when astronaut Mike Mulhane was asked by a NASA psychiatrist what epitaph he'd like to have on his gravestone, Mulhane answered, "A loving husband and devoted father," though in reality, he jokes in "Riding Rockets," "I would have sold my wife and children into slavery for a ride into space. ↗

— Mary Roach

#truth #love

A dominant impulse on encountering beauty is to wish to hold on to it, to possess it and give it weight in one’s life. There is an urge to say, ‘I was here, I saw this and it mattered to me. ↗

— Alain de Botton

#travel #art

There is no happiness for him who does not travel, Rohita! Thus we have heard. Living in the society of men, the best man becomes a sinner… therefore, wander!… The fortune of him who is sitting, sits; it rises when he rises; it sleeps when he sleeps; it moves when he moves. Therefore, wander! ↗

— Aitareya Brahmanan in the Rigveda

#men