490 Travel Quotes

In the end, all journeys are spiritual. So go off the main road. Be givers of hospitality and gracious takers of it too. Accept the serendipitous moments of life because, when all is said and done, you may find out that they were not serendipitous at all. And know that faith is as real as bread broken among friends. What you believe will take you far on your journey. If you search carefully, you will find good food all along the way.

I know no place at which an Englishman may drop down suddenly among a pleasanter circle of acquaintance, or find himself with a more clever set of men, than he can do at Boston.

If you cross the Atlantic with an American lady you invariably fall in love with her before the journey is over. Travel with the same woman in a railway car for twelve hours, and you will have written her down in your own mind in quite other language than that of love.

Speaking of New York as a traveller I have two faults to find with it. In the first place there is nothing to see; and in the second place there is no mode of getting about to see anything.

Taken altogether, Washington as a city is most unsatisfactory, and falls more grievously short of the thing attempted than any other of the great undertakings of which I have seen anything in the United States.

The cool thing about being famous is traveling. I have always wanted to travel across seas, like to Canada and stuff.

The highway is alive tonight But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light With the ghost of old Tom Joad.

I haven't had that good a time in ages. Since September 11, really. I just felt so happy, it was like the sun came out of the clouds for me. I love Italy.

The cities of Italy are now deluged with droves of these creatures [tour groups], for they never separate, and you see them, forty in number, pouring along a street with their director - now in front, now at the rear, circling them like a sheep dog - and really the process is as like herding as may be.

I took an estimated two thousand years of high school French, and when I finally got to France, I discovered that I didn't know one single phrase that was actually useful in a real-life French situation.

Commuter - one who spends his life In riding to and from his wife; A man who shaves and takes a train And then rides back to shave again.

Did you ever notice that the first piece of luggage on the carousel never belongs to anyone?

When you look like your passport photo, it's time to go home.

Don't order one for the road, because the road is already laid out.

Rome is a very loony city in every respect. One needs but spend an hour or two there to realize that Fellini makes documentaries.

The American arrives in Paris with a few French phrases he has culled from a conversational guide or picked up from a friend who owns a beret.

I have just returned from Boston. It is the only sane thing to do if you find yourself up there.

I think there is some methodology in my travels.

Well, you know, I think the American people are sacrificing now. I think they're waiting in airport lines longer than they've ever had before.

Right in the Hart of the Africn Jungel a small wite man lives. Now there is one xtrordenry fackt about him that he is the frind of all animals.

Lovely the woods, waters, meadows, combes, vales, All the air things wear that build this world of Wales.

I pray you, magnificent Sir, do not trouble yourself to return to us, but await our coming to you.

Major cities are divided into two parts; the bits that are in the guidebook and the bits that aren't. If you don't take a guidebook, you'll see a different city.

When traveling with someone, take large does of patience and tolerance with your morning coffee.

Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air; And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair; And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome; But when it comes to living, there is no place like home.

I remember, particularly, a trip to Bosnia where the welcoming ceremony had to be moved inside because of sniper fire.

All of life is a foreign country.

Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night?

In every place, where there is any thing worthy of observation, there should be a short printed directory for strangers.

I like the evening in India, the one magic moment when the sun balances on the rim of the world, and the hush descends, and ten thousand civil servants drift homeward on a river of bicycles, brooding on the Lord Krishna and the cost of living.

I can't help but notice that everytime I fly somewhere, other people's planes fall out of the sky.

It's not so bad to live out of a suitcase. It's a really beautiful life.

Only by going alone in silence, without baggage, can one truly get into the heart of the wilderness. All other travel is mere dust and hotels and baggage and chatter.

Fresh beauty opens one's eyes wherever it is really seen, but the very abundance and completeness of the common beauty that besets our steps prevents its being absorbed and appreciated. It is a good thing, therefore, to make short excursions now and then to the bottom of the sea among dulse and coral, or up among the clouds on mountain-tops, or in balloons, or even to creep like worms into dark holes and caverns underground, not only to learn something of what is going on in those out-of-the-way places, but to see better what the sun sees on our return to common every-day beauty.

I always love to begin a journey on Sundays, because I shall have the prayers of the church to preserve all that travel by land, or water.

If some people didn't tell you, you'd never know they'd been away on a vacation.

A cold coming they had of it, at this time of the year; just the worst time of the year to take a journey, and specially a long journey, in.

From the walls of Baidi high in the coloured dawn To Jiangling by night-fall is three hundred miles, Yet monkeys are still calling on both banks behind me To my boat these ten thousand mountains away.

If you want to travel around the world and be invited to speak at a lot of different places, just write a Unix operating system.

One of my first jobs was on a lesbian cruise. I was the ship comedian for the Lesbian Love Boat.

Paradoxically, the freedom of Paris is associated with a persistent belief that nothing ever changes. Paris, they say, is the city that changes least. After an absence of twenty or thirty years, one still recognizes it.

It was wonderful to find America, but it would have been more wonderful to miss it.

The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.

All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.

Perhaps travel cannot prevent bigotry, but by demonstrating that all peoples cry, laugh, eat, worry, and die, it can introduce the idea that if we try and understand each other, we may even become friends.

Human beings are more alike than unalike, and what is true anywhere is true everywhere, yet I encourage travel to as many destinations as possible for the sake of education as well as pleasure.

Whether men soar to outer space or dive to the bottom of the deepest ocean they will find themselves as they are, unchanged, because they will not have forgotten themselves nor remembered to exercise the charity of forgiveness.

It is not my design to drink or to sleep, but my design is to make what haste I can to be gone.

Travel is glamorous only in retrospect.

The realization that he is white in a black country, and respected for it, is the turning point in the expatriate's career. He can either forget it, or capitalize on it. Most choose the latter.

Hawaii is not a state of mind, but a state of grace.

Extensive traveling induces a feeling of encapsulation, and travel, so broadening at first, contracts the mind.

You define a good flight by negatives: you didn't get hijacked, you didn't crash, you didn't throw up, you weren't late, you weren't nauseated by the food. So you are grateful.

You must not judge people by their country. In South America, it is always wise to judge people by their altitude.

If London is a watercolor, New York is an oil painting.

Classics which at home are drowsily read have a strange charm in a country inn, or in the transom of a merchant brig.

I am tired of hotels promising to go the extra mile only to have them refuse to go round the corner!

I am not angry. I am just disappointed that, once again, a hotel has tried to convince me it will move heaven and earth to ensure I am comfortable when, in reality, it won't even pass me the coffee pot!

A question: when is a bed not a bed? When it is angled lie-flat. My back hurts, my legs ache and my clothes are all rumpled - and all because the airline, which claimed to have a bed, actually offered up a torture machine which I prefer to call a slide.

The world does not need tourists who ride by in a bus clucking their tongues. The world as it is needs those who will love it enough to change it, with what they have, where they are.

Canada is like a loft apartment over a really great party.

We can travel longer, night and day, without losing our spirits than almost any persons we ever met.

Airplanes may kill you, but they ain't likely to hurt you.

I have made almost as many films in England as I have in America. I will come back to England again and again.

I once locked my keys out of my car. I had to break out of my car with a coat hanger.

I watched the Indy 500, and I was thinking that if they left earlier they wouldn't have to go so fast.

When I was crossing the border into Canada, they asked if I had any firearms with me. I said, 'Well, what do you need?'

Hawaii made the mouth of her soul water.

A foreign correspondent is someone who lives in foreign parts and corresponds, usually in the form of essays containing no new facts. Otherwise he's someone who flies around from hotel to hotel and thinks that the most interesting thing about any story is the fact that he has arrived to cover it.

If you get far enough away you'll be on your way back home.

Venice is like eating an entire box of chocolate liqueurs in one go.

I once spent a year in Philadelphia, I think it was on a Sunday.

Of all the bewildering things about a new country, the absence of human landmarks is one of the most depressing and disheartening.

Every American travelling in England gets his own individual sport out of the toy passenger and freight trains and the tiny locomotives, with their faint, indignant, tiny whistle. Especially in western England one wonders how the business of a nation can possibly be carried on by means so insufficient.

I nauseate walking; 'tis a country diversion, I loathe the country.

I knew I was going to take the wrong train, so I left early.

The towels were so thick there I could hardly close my suitcase.

Why buy good luggage? You only use it when you travel.

There, by the starlit fences, The wanderer halts and hears My soul that lingers sighing About the glimmering weirs.

They found, like many explorers before them, that somehow, in their absence, they had got into trouble at home.

For some strange reason, no matter where I go, the place is always called 'here'.

I have long known that it is part of God's plan for me to spend a little time with each of the most stupid people on earth, and Mary Ellen was proof that even in the Appalachian woods I would not be spared. It became evident that she was a rarity.

To lose a passport was the least of one's worries. To lose a notebook was a catastrophe.

'I was recently on a tour of Latin America, and the only regret I have was that I didn't study Latin harder in school so I could converse with those people.'

During the warm season (August 8 and 9), Maine is a true 'vacation paradise,' offering visitors a chance to jump into crystal-clear mountain lakes and see if they can get back out again before their bodily tissue is frozen as solid as a supermarket turkey.

Yes. I remember Adlestrop - The name, because one afternoon Of heat the express-train drew up there Unwontedly. It was late June.

I think the hard thing about this job [stand-up] - I mean, I think this part is great - but that the traveling is y'know, 'cause - 'cause I'm gone a lot from home and this time I'm out for three-and-a-half weeks without going home, and that's hard, to be gone three-and-a-half weeks 'cause then I have to ask my friends, 'Would you mind going to the house and watering the plants, and turn some lights on and make it look like somebody's home, and make sure that the mobile over the crib isn't tangled or the baby's gonna get bored...'

If countries were named after the words you first hear when you go there, England would have to be called Damn It.

Being away from home gave me the chance to look at myself with a jaundiced eye. I learned not to be ashamed of a real hunger for knowledge, something I had always tried to hide, and I came home glad to start in here again with a love for Europe that I am afraid will never leave me.

It was the silent time before dawn, along the shores of what had been one of the most beautiful lakes in southern Africa.

If you reject the food, ignore the customs, fear the religion and avoid the people, you might better stay home.

I tell you, when we travel with our own band and we're on the road . . . Well, I can't even believe this is work.