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Traveler Quotes

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Roman Payne
“Cities were always like people, showing their varying personalities to the traveler. Depending on the city and on the traveler, there might begin a mutual love, or dislike, friendship, or enmity. Where one city will rise a certain individual to glory, it will destroy another who is not suited to its personality. Only through travel can we know where we belong or not, where we are loved and where we are rejected.”
Roman Payne, Cities & Countries

Italo Calvino
“Don't be amazed if you see my eyes always wandering. In fact, this is my way of reading, and it is only in this way that reading proves fruitful to me. If a book truly interests me, I cannot follow it for more than a few lines before my mind, having seized on a thought that the text suggests to it, or a feeling, or a question, or an image, goes off on a tangent and springs from thought to thought, from image to image, in an itinerary of reasonings and fantasies that I feel the need to pursue to the end, moving away from the book until I have lost sight of it. The stimulus of reading is indispensable to me, and of meaty reading, even if, of every book, I manage to read no more than a few pages. But those few pages already enclose for me whole universes, which I can never exhaust.”
Italo Calvino, If on a Winter's Night a Traveler

Ira Levin
“Anyone who needs more than one suitcase is a tourist, not a traveler”
Ira Levin, Rosemary's Baby

Andrew Zimmern
“Please be a traveler, not a tourist. Try new things, meet new people, and look beyond what’s right in front of you. Those are the keys to understanding this amazing world we live in.”
Andrew Zimmern, Andrew Zimmern's Bizarre World of Food: Brains, Bugs, and Blood Sausage

Kahlil Gibran
“We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.”
Khalil Gibran, The Prophet

Vera Nazarian
“Whenever you go on a trip to visit foreign lands or distant places, remember that they are all someone's home and backyard.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

Patrick Rothfuss
“No man is brave that has never walked a hundred miles. If you want to know the truth of who you are, walk until not a person knows your name. Travel is the great leveler, the great teacher, bitter as medicine, crueler than mirror-glass. A long stretch of road will teach you more about yourself than a hundred years of quiet introspection.”
Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man's Fear

Kamand Kojouri
“Here's another poem,
like all others before and after,
dedicated to you.
There isn't anything left to be said
but I will spend my life
trying to put you into words.
You who is every goodness,
every optimism
and hope.
Your love is a better fate for me
than anything I could wish for.
If you are a part of me,
then you’re the best part.
And if you're separate from me,
then you are my destination.
But I’ve become a weary traveller,
so please,
let us never be apart.”
Kamand Kojouri

Jean Webster
“I have a terrible wanderthirst; the very sight of a map makes me want to put on my hat and take an umbrella and start. I
shall see before I die the palms and temples of the South.”
Jean Webster, Daddy-Long-Legs

George Washington
“[death]...the abyss from where no traveler is permitted to return”
George Washington

Tahir Shah
“Real travel is not about the highlights with which you dazzle your friends once you're home. It's about the loneliness, the solitude, the evenings spent by yourself, pining to be somewhere else. Those are the moments of true value. You feel half proud of them and half ashamed and you hold them to your heart.”
Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights: A Caravan of Moroccan Dreams

Megan Harlan
“I need the sky's colored threads to tangle inside me, pull me somewhere new.”
Megan Harlan, Mobile Home: A Memoir in Essays

Lao Tzu
“A good traveler leaves no track.”
Tao te Ching

Raquel Cepeda
“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.”
Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina

Avijeet Das
“It is in my nature to go away far from you, wandering around and making sense of life. But I hope you know that I do care for you.”
Avijeet Das

Alexander Jablokov
“His action of joining them, which would have been rude in a restaurant that was not moving at three hundred kilometers an hour, was perfectly acceptable on a train, which mimicked the entirely random joinings of life but revealed their true nature by making them last only hours or days, rather than years and decades. People on a train form an alliance, as if the world that surrounded the parallel rails were hostile and and they refugees from it. The dining car, humming and rocking gently in the night, annihilated past and future and made all associations outside of itself seem vaguely unreal. So they welcomed him at their table, for he was one of them, a traveler, not one of those wraiths through whose night-lit cities they passed.”
Alexander Jablokov, Carve the Sky

Avijeet Das
“A Musafir in life
today I am here on
this side of the border
tomorrow I will be there
on the other side.

Searching for meaning
with my pen and journal
in my bag, I keep drifting
from here to there and
from there to here

A Musafir in life
there is no final home for me
no final destination awaits me
To keep on traveling is
my life's story
To keep on searching is
my life's purpose”
Avijeet Das

Avijeet Das
“I wake up in strange beds and in unknown rooms. I wander in dark alleys and crooked roads. Some days I don’t even see the sun. Some nights the moon hides from me. I am the wanderer and wandering is my destiny!”
Avijeet Das

Amin Maalouf
“Soy hijo del camino, caravana es mi patria y mi vida la más inesperada travesía”
Amin Maalouf, Leo Africanus

Avijeet Das
“I have struggled to reach here, where I can tell you my story and my philosophy.”
Avijeet Das

Avijeet Das
“While I was sauntering down the road, the rain was drizzling from the clouds, and the clouds were drifting in the sky.
And I could not decide who was the wanderer - the rain, or the clouds, or me!”
Avijeet Das

Avijeet Das
“Each time I come to Nepal, I discover the spell binding charm and kindness of the people of Nepal.”
Avijeet Das

Avijeet Das
“Stay a mystery. Let people think whatever they want to think about you.”
Avijeet Das

Avijeet Das
“The first day we met, she kept on looking at me with her tender and sensitive eyes. And from that day, when she and I met, I have felt strange sensations erupt inside my heart. She would come from wherever she would be to welcome me at my apartment. She gets into tumultuous joy when she sees me in the garden area, where I sit in the afternoon to sunbath in the Sun. And in the evenings when I make coffee for myself, she stays nearby to give me company. Leela truly loves me.
(She is a beautiful doggie who stays near my apartment).”
Avijeet Das

Neelam Saxena Chandra
“The creepers had white flowers all over them denoting the purity and chastity of the place. The fragrance of the flowers has a magnetic force around it which could lure any traveler.”
Neelam Saxena Chandra, In the flickering of an eye

Avijeet Das
“I wander from mind to mind.”
Avijeet Das

Avijeet Das
“And I want to share my belief that most people love one another on both sides of borders. Living in Nepal for so many years by now has taught me one thing that people love one another. Only politics and narrow mindedness divide people on both sides of borders.”
Avijeet Das

“The perfect traveler: he goes everywhere and belongs nowhere.”
Marty Rubin

Maggie Stiefvater
“She had been a storm that didn't move roofs, but she'd spent a year watching storms that did. Instead of striking off on her own, as she'd always done, she decided to learn to listen.
In spring, she went to Eilean Glan, and she listened to the old queen teach girls to heal.
In summer, she went to Ardbarrach, and as the bells rang, she listened to the value of order.
In fall, she returned home long enough for her mother to prepare for the journey, and then, as they rode around a new and fragile Scotland, she listened to her mother talk about peace.
In winter, she returned to DunBroch to think about all she had learned over the long, dark season.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Bravely

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