The Way of the World Quotes

“Traveling outgrows its motives. It soon proves sufficient in itself. You think you are making a trip, but soon it is making you - or unmaking you.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“In the end, the bedrock of existence is not made up of the family, or work, or what others say or think of you, but of moments like this when you are exalted by a transcendent power that is more serene than love. Life dispenses them parsimoniously; our feeble hearts could not stand more.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“That day, I really believed that I had grasped something and that henceforth my life would be changed. But insights cannot be held for ever. Like water, the world ripples across you and for a while you take on its colours. Then it recedes, and leaves you face to face with the void you carry inside yourself, confronting that central inadequacy of soul which you must learn to rub shoulders with and to combat, and which, paradoxically, may be our surest impetus.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“Traveling provides occasions for shaking oneself up but not, as people believe, freedom. Indeed it involves a kind of reduction: deprived of one’s usual setting, the customary routine stripped away like so much wrapping paper, the traveller finds himself reduced to more modest proportions - but also more open to curiosity, to intuition, to love at first sight.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“The over-ripe, golden autumn which had taken hold of the town tugged at our heartstrings. The nomadic life makes you sensitive to the seasons: you rely on them, even become part of the season itself, and each time they change, it seems to have to tear yourself away from a place where you have learned to live.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“Finalement, ce qui constitue l'ossature de l'existence, ce n'est ni la famille, ni la carrière, ni ce que d'autres diront ou penseront de vous, mais quelques instants de cette nature, soulevés par une lévitation plus sereine encore que celle de l'amour, et que la vie nous distribue avec une parcimonie à la mesure de notre faible cœur.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“Някой ден ще се върна, ако трябва, яхнал метла.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“Селото беше притихнало, но в средата на пустата улица бяха сложили три стола за нас и крива маса, покрита с червена носна кърпа в средата, като квадрат прясна кръв.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“За турците заключава: "Между джамиите и спасителните им градини те си бяха създали едно по селски спокойно островче, добре защитено срещу кошмара, една цивилизация на пъпеша, на чалмата, на цветята от станиол, на брадата, късата дебела тояга и синовното уважение, на патладжана, арпаджика и пръднята и на непреодолимото влечение към градините със сини сливи, където привлечена от миризмата на зрели плодове, понякога нощем влизаше по някоя мечка, да се натъпче до насита и да получи страхотни колики.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“„Често казват, че пътуванията са бягства, но за мен са по-скоро дирения. Има и неща, от които е препоръчително да бягаш. Например да си отидеш, за да не заемеш нишата, която обществото вече ти е приготвило. За да избегнеш маршрута: следване - диплома - докторат - професура - хонорис кауза - пенсионни осигуровки - пенсия - осигуровки за инвалидност - ковчег. Аз не съм осигурен.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“I reconstructed the first page, the paragraphs, the paler lines where my fingers had gone numb as they typed, Tabriz, the poplars' shadow over icy ground, the passing silhouettes of scoundrels in caps, coming to the Armenian café to drink away the money from their shady deals. That whole steaming, darkened, irretrievable winter, written down by gas lamp or on tables in the bazaar where partridges fought in their cages, by someone I no longer was.”
― Nicholas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“Travel often provides an opportunity to break out of routine, but it does not provide - as we thought - freedom. Rather, it creates a sense of certain limitations: torn from his environment, deprived of his habits like a thick package, the traveler is reduced to more modest dimensions. It develops curiosity, intuition, and the ability to be disinterested in admiration.
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― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“Travel often provides an opportunity to break out of routine, but it does not provide - as we thought - freedom. Rather, it creates a sense of certain limitations: torn from his environment, deprived of his habits like a thick package, the traveler is reduced to more modest dimensions. It develops curiosity, intuition, and the ability to be disinterested in admiration.
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― BOUVIER NICOLAS, The Way of the World

“În ziua aceea, am crezut că dețin ceva, un adevăr care-mi va schimba viața. Însă nimic de această natură nu e dobândit pentru totdeauna. Lumea trece prin noi ca o apă și pentru o vreme ne împrumută aparența ei. Apoi se retrage și ne lasă în fața vidului pe care-l purtăm în noi, în fața acestui soi de incapacitate capitală a sufletului pe care trebuie să învățăm s-o suportăm, s-o înfruntăm și care, paradoxal, e poate resortul nostru cel mai sigur.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“Un voyage se passe de motifs. Il ne tarde pas à prouver qu'il se suffit à lui-même. On croit qu'on va faire un voyage, mais bientôt c'est le voyage qui vous fait, ou vous défait.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“The splendid wooden mosque - which you can find if you search - nobody would think of showing you, being less aware of what they have than what they lack. They lack technology: we want to get out of the impasse into which too much technology has led us, our sensibilities saturated to the nth degree with Information and a Culture of distractions. We’re counting on their formulae to revive us; they’re counting on ours to live. Our paths cross without mutual understanding, and sometimes the traveler gets impatient, but there is a great deal of self-centeredness in such impatience.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“Durante i miei anni di studio avevo onestamente fatto della "cultura" preconfezionata, del giardinaggio intellettuale, analisi, glosse, innesti; avevo esaminato minuziosamente alcuni capolavori, ma senza accorgermi del valore dell'esorcismo di quei modelli, perché da noi la stoffa della vita è così ben tagliata, ordinata, cucina dall'abitudine e dalla istituzioni che, in mancanza d'altro spazio, l'invenzione è confinata, in funzioni decorative e non ha compiti diversi dal "produrre divertente", e cioè tutto e nulla. Qui le cose andavano diversamente; la mancanza del necessario stimola, in certe situazioni, l'appetito dell'essenziale. La vita, ancora indigente, fin troppo aveva bisogno di forme e gli artisti - e includo nel termine tutti i contadini che sanno tenere un flauto o pitturano le loro carrette di sontuosi amalgami di colore - erano rispettati come intercessori, come guaritori.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“Beyond a certain degree of hardship or misery, life often revives and heals the scars. As time passed, deportation [to the concentration camps for the young woman] had become a kind of voyage and even, thanks to the almost terrifying capacity of memory to transform horror into courage, a voyage that she could easily mention. Any way of seeing the world is good, as long as one returns.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World

“At home what is ‘wonderful’ tends to be an exception that’s arranged; it is useful, or at least edifying. In Persia it might just as well spring from an oversight, or a sin, or a catastrophe which, by breaking the normal run of events, offers life unexpected scope for unfolding its splendours before eyes that are always ready to rejoice in them.”
― Nicolas Bouvier, The Way of the World