Travel doesn’t become adventure until you leave yourself behind.

Travel makes one modest, you see what a tiny place you occupy in the world.

A good traveller has no fixed plans and is not intent on arriving.

Traveling. It leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.

To move, to breathe, to fly, to float,
To gain all while you give,
To roam the roads of lands remote,
To travel is to live.