“Some travel to find themselves—I was travelling to get lost.”
“She had her head in a book. Like me she preferred reading about travel to actually traveling; it was so much more comfortable.”
“If a book falls open in a library and no one sees it, is it still writing? Or is it simply a page bearing abstract markings?”
“Italics are like a rash -- you never know whether to ignore them entirely or whether the more you attention you give the more they spread.”
“Too often travel, instead of broadening the mind, merely lengthens the conversation. ”
“travel is compost for the mind”