The state of minds vary according to the angle under which one examines them.
I had to live in the desert before I could understand the full value of grass in a green ditch.
One travels to run away from routine, that dreadful routine that kills all imagination and all our capacity for enthusiasm.
You do not travel if you are afraid of the unknown, you travel for the unknown, that reveals you with yourself.
One of the main points about travelling is to develop in us a feeling of solidarity, of that oneness without which no better world is possible.
Certain travellers give the impression that they keep moving because only then do they feel fully alive.
The sooner we learn to be jointly responsible, the easier the sailing will be.
It is always our own self that we find at the end of the journey. The sooner we face that self, the better.
I did not want to be depressed by the gap existing between my weakness and my ambition.
When the heart speaks, its language is the same under all latitudes.
Humanity is made up of an infinity of different individuals. Each of us travels for motives exclusively his own.
That idea of escapism... these words could sum up my life.
The true traveller is the one urged to move about for physical, aesthetic, intellectual as well as spiritual reasons.
The wideness of the horizon has to be inside us, cannot be anywhere but inside us, otherwise what we speak about is geographic distances.
I wanted to learn a few foreign languages, and therefore I had to go abroad.
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