Wanderlust Quotes

“The paradox of love is that to have it is to want to preserve it because it's perfect in the moment but that preservation is impossible because the perfection is only ever an instant passed through. Love like travel is a series of moments that we immediately leave behind. Still we try to hold on and embalm against all evidence and common sense proclaiming our promises and plans. The more I loved him the more I felt hope. But hope acknowledges uncertainty and so I also felt my first premonitions of loss.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“I begin to wonder how different "real" love is from my imaginary affair. In any relationship there's both reality and the perception of reality. As long as I see the other person as smart or sexy or handsome or good and as long as I can hang on to the feeling of loving and being loved then it's real. But somehow we're able to hang on to those feelings and beliefs even when objective reality diverges. Actions don't necessarily alter beliefs and beliefs matter more. Before you fall in love you begin to imagine the other person. You create your lover extrapolating on reality dusting him or her with gold. You embellish to the point of perfection and then fall hard for the image you've made. With all my traveling I may have spent more time imagining than others. But a huge amount of all love takes place in the head. In the middle of any relationship we can spend more time hour for hour thinking about the other person than we spend in his presence. And after any breakup there's no telling how long we might pine for someone. Love itself is in the mind's eye.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“I know it's not strictly sex that accounts for my straying the motive usually attributed to men. I think it's just too tempting to have two lives rather than one. Some people think that too much travel begets infidelity: Separation and opportunity test the bonds of love. I think it's more likely that people who hate to make choices to settle on one thing or another are attracted to travel. Travel doesn't beget a double life. The appeal of the double life begets travel.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“We jumped into water so clear and warm that it was like jumping from air to air. The sand rose up under us and we floated to where it met the sea and walked out of the water like creatures in an act of evolution.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“Floating in the void free of gravity I made my way along the side of the ship. I listened to my own breaths. It was so dark and I was so weightless that I had to look for my bubbles to be sure which way was up. I swam backward a little away from the boat and into outer space and waved my arm through the water. Sure enough the phosphorescents appeared trailing my movement like the tail of a shooting star. I let myself tip upside down and floated there watching the gentle snowstorm marveling that a world of such strangeness existed here all the time just under the surface.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“We carried bottled water and day packs and cameras, except for Fred, who said he didn’t believe in taking photographs; he planned to store his memories in his head, an idea I found incomprehensibly radical. My impulse to record was almost on par with my impulse to travel”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“Travel is life-changing. That's the promise made by a thousand websites and magazines, by philosophers and writers down the ages. Mark Twain said it was fatal to prejudice, and Thomas Jefferson said it made you wise. Anais Nin observed that "we travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls." It's all true. Self-transformation is what I sought and what I found.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“There were other things we noticed only at first, before we accepted them as a part of daily life. Then they got harder to describe, the way it’s hard to describe what it feels like to breathe air.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“To pursue the thing she needed to do, Virginia Woolf wrote, “a woman must have money and a room of her own. ....” I needed money and a backpack.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“Wanderlust, the very strong or irresistible impulse to travel, is adopted untouched from the German, presumably because it couldn't be improved upon. Workarounds like the French passion du voyage don't quite capture the same meaning. Wanderlust is not a passion for travel exactly; it's something more animal and more fickle - something more like lust. We don't lust after many things in life. We don't need words like worklust or homemakinglust.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“Before you fall in love, you begin to imagine the other person. You create your lover, extrapolating on reality, dusting him or her with gold. You embellish to the point of perfection, and then fall hard for the image you've made. With all my traveling, I may have spent more time imagining than others. But a huge amount of all love takes place in the head. In the middle of any relationship we can spend more time, hour for hour, thinking about the other person than we spend in his presence. And after any breakup, there's no telling how long we might pine for someone. Love itself is in the mind's eye.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“It was the inverse of an island in the sea.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“In her fury she'd broken into Valencian, indicating the deepest possible roots in the land. I was impressed with how deeply she was from here, in a way I could never imagine being from anywhere, not even my home town.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“Academics have spent too much time trying to explain objectification, considering that there’s an easy way to make white, Western men understand: You just have to go out in public somewhere poor. You become a thing. Your conscious and unique self becomes irrelevant, as a thousand eyes try to figure out how to best tap your wealth. And objectification begets objectification. The harassers become an undifferentiated mass themselves, made up of identical things that torment.”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents

“How much of who I am is defined by the world around me, and how much is something more innate?”
― Elisabeth Eaves, Wanderlust: A Love Affair with Five Continents