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message 1: by whichwaydidshego (last edited Aug 25, 2016 01:21PM) (new)

whichwaydidshego For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move; to feel the needs and hitches of our life more nearly; to come down off this feather-bed of civilization, and find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints.

Robert Louis Stevenson


message 2: by whichwaydidshego (last edited Aug 25, 2016 01:34PM) (new)

whichwaydidshego Clay lies still, but blood’s a rover;
Breath’s aware that will not keep.
Up, lad: when the journey’s over
then there’ll be time enough to sleep.


A.E. Housman, “A Shropshire Lad”


message 3: by Doina (last edited Aug 25, 2016 01:35PM) (new)

Doina | 8 comments The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only a page.

St. Augustine


message 4: by Doina (last edited Aug 25, 2016 01:37PM) (new)

Doina | 8 comments Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.

Mark Twain


message 5: by Jen (last edited Aug 25, 2016 01:49PM) (new)

Jen | 6 comments I love this topic! When I writing a guidebook to the Big Island of Hawaii, I added a bunch of quotes (like the ones already listed). Celebrating the end of a day of writing by searching for cool quotes with a glass of bourbon in my hand was one of my favorite activities for awhile!

“To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the pleasantest sensations in the world.” - Freya Stark


message 6: by Mackay (new)

Mackay | 8 comments The railroad track is miles away,
And the day is loud with voices speaking,
Yet there isn't a train goes by all day
But I hear its whistle shrieking.

All night there isn't a train goes by,
Though the night is still for sleep and dreaming,
But I see its cinders red on the sky,
And hear its engine steaming.

My heart is warm with friends I make,
And better friends I'll not be knowing;
Yet there isn't a train I'd rather take,
No matter where it's going.

-- Edna St. Vincent Millay



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