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Quotes about Travel and Tourism



The farther one travels, the less one knows
(The Inner Light, The Beatles)


Because he had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars... (Jack Kerouac, On the Road)




We leave something of ourselves behind when we leave a place, we stay there, even though we go away. And there are things in us that we can find again only by going back there. (Pascal Mercier, Night Train to Lisbon)


I have found out that there ain't no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them. (Mark Twain, Tom Sawyer Abroad)



I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move. (Robert Louis Stevenson, Travels with a Donkey in the Cévennes)






A journey is best measured in friends, rather than miles. (Tim Cahill)





All that old road of the past unreeling dizzily as if the cup of life had been overturned and everything gone mad. My eyes ached in nightmare day (235). (Jack Kerouac)


When we get these thruways across the whole country, as we will and must, it will be possible to drive from New York to California without seeing a single thing. (John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America)


Such people, while useful, even agreeable, to others, are, if truth be told, frequently unhappy–lonely in fact. Yes, they seek out others, and it may even seem to them that in a certain country or city they have managed to find true kinship and fellowship, having come to know and learn about a people; but they wake up one day and suddenly feel that nothing actually binds them to these people, that they can leave here at once. They realize that another country, some other people, have now beguiled them, and that yesterday’s most riveting event now pales and loses all meaning and significance. For all intents and purposes, they do not grow attached to anything, do not put down deep roots. Their empathy is sincere, but superficial. If asked which of the countries they have visited they like best, they are embarrassed–they do not know how to answer. Which one? In a certain sense–all of them. There is something compelling about each. To which country would they like to return once more? Again, embarrassment–they had never asked themselves such a question. The one certainty is that they would like to be back on the road, going somewhere. To be on their way again–that is the dream. (Ryszard Kapuściński, Travels with Herodotus)

Too often when we say we feel joyful, we’re really feeling manic. There is a frenetic nature to our joy, a whiff of panic; we’re afraid the moment might end abruptly. But then there are other moments when our joy is more solidly grounded. I am not speaking of a transcendental moment, of bliss, but something less. (Eric Weiner, The Geography of Bliss: One Grump's Search for the Happiest Places in the World)

I would go to parties and say I was an editor, and people, especially women – and that was important to me back then – would say, Oh, really? and raise their eyebrows and look at me a little more carefully. I remember the first party I went to after I became a teacher, someone asked me what I did for a living, and I said, Well, I teach high school. He looked over my shoulder, nodded his head, said, I went to high school, and walked away.
Once I repeated this anecdote around a big table full of Mexican food in the garden at a place called La Choza in Chicago, and Becky Mueller, another teacher at the school, said that I was a storyteller. I liked that. I was looking for something to be other than just a teacher, and storyteller felt about right. I am a teacher and a storyteller in that order. I have made my living and my real contribution to my community as a teacher, and I have been very lucky to have found that calling, but all through the years I have entertained myself and occasionally other people by telling stories. (Peter Ferry, Travel Writing)


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. (The Image: A Guide to Pseudo-Events in America)







I depart,

Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by

When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.

(Lord Byron, Childe Harold's Pilgrimage)


The whole object of travel is not to set foot on foreign land; it is at last to set foot on one's own country as a foreign land. (G. K. Chesterton, Tremendous Trifles)


They say travel broadens the mind; but you must have the mind. (G. K. Chesterton, The Poet and the Lunatics)


The traveller sees what he sees, the tripper sees what he has come to see. (G. K. Chesterton, Autobiography)


In travelling

I shape myself betimes to idleness

And take fools' pleasure.

(George Eliot, The Spanish Gypsy)


Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not. (Ralph Waldo Emerson, Essays: First Series)





(Verne, Jules. Around the world in eighty days)


Go far—too far you cannot, still the farther

The more experience finds you: And go sparing;—

One meal a week will serve you, and one suit,

Through all your travels; for you'll find it certain,

The poorer and the baser you appear,

The more you look through still.

(John Fletcher, The Woman's Prize, or The Tamer Tamed)

The soul of the journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do just as one pleases. (William Hazlitt, On Going a Journey)


The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are. (Samuel Johnson, Letter to Hester Thrale)


Let him go abroad to a distant country; let him go to some place where he is not known. Don't let him go to the devil where he is known. (Samuel Johnson, reported in James Boswell, Life of Samuel Johnson)


As the Spanish proverb says, He who would bring home the wealth of the Indies must carry the wealth of the Indies with him. So it is in travelling: a man must carry knowledge with him, if he would bring home knowledge. (Samuel Johnson, reported in James Boswell, Life of Samuel Johnson)


Though they carry nothing forth with them, yet in all their journey they lack nothing. For wheresoever they come, they be at home. (Sir Thomas More. Of Their Journeying or Travelling Abroad)


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. In Seneca the Younger. On Travel as a Cure for Discontent, Moral Letters to Lucilius)


When I was at home, I was in a better place; but travellers must be content. (William Shakespeare, As You Like It)


To travel hopefully is better than to arrive. (Robert Louis Stevenson. El Dorado, Virginibus Puerisque)


If you travel from choice and not from necessity, you are as glad to be on the road again as you were to rest a day, for to the born traveler there is nothing quite so satisfactory as motion. When the train moves out of the depot or the steamer leaves her wharf, then is such a person truly happy. (Leland, Lilian. Traveling Alone)


A rolling stone gathers no moss. (Publius Syrus. Moral Sayings)


Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness. (Mark Twain, Innocents Abroad)


Good company in a journey makes the way to seem the shorter. (Izaak Walton, The Compleat Angler)



Blowin' In The Wind - Bob Dylan

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Before they're forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Yes, 'n' how many years can a mountain exist
Before it's washed to the sea?
Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist
Before they're allowed to be free?
And pretend that he just doesn't see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind
Yes, 'n' how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, 'n' how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin' in the wind
The answer is blowin' in the wind


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