If you lived in your heart, you'd be home by now.
—Unknown
I have written much about many good places. But the best places of all, I have never mentioned.
—Edward Abbey
People say you have to travel to see the world. Sometimes I think that if you just stay in one place and keep your eyes open, you're going to see just about all that you can handle.
—Paul Auster
I met a lot of people in Europe. I even encountered myself.
—James Baldwin
A certain businessman, renowned for his ruthlessness, once made a vow in Mark Twain's presence. "Before I die," he declared, "I mean to make a pilgrimage to the Holy Land. I will climb Mount Sinai and read the Ten Commandments aloud at the top." "I have a better idea," Twain replied. "You could stay home in Boston and keep them.
—Bartlett's Book of Anecdotes
If an ass goes traveling, he will not come home a horse.
—Thomas Fuller
Why do you wonder that globe-trotting does not help you, seeing that you always take yourself with you? The reason which set you wandering is ever at your heels.
—Socrates
People travel to faraway places to watch in fascination the kind of people they ignore at home.
—Dagobert D. Runes
Remember: no matter where you go, there you are.
—Earl Mac Rauch
Too often travel, instead of broadening the mind, merely lengthens the conversation.
—Elizabeth Drew
The traveler was active; he went strenuously in search of people, of adventure, of experience. The tourist is passive; he expects interesting things to happen to him. He goes "sightseeing.
—Daniel J. Boorstin
To explain why we become attached to our birthplaces, we pretend that we are trees and speak of "roots." Look under your feet. You will not find gnarled growths sprouting through the soles. Roots, I sometimes think, are a conservative myth, designed to keep us in our places.
—Salman Rushdie
If you come to a fork in the road, take it.
—Yogi Berra
Travel does what good novelists also do to the life of everyday, placing it like a picture in a frame or a gem in its setting, so that the intrinsic qualities are made more clear. Travel does this with the very stuff that everyday life is made of, giving to it the sharp contour and meaning of art.
—Freya Stark
It was on that road and at that hour that I first became aware of my own self, experienced an inexpressible state of grace, and felt at one with the first breath of air that stirred, the first bird, and the sun so newly born that it still looked not quite round.
—Colette