Too often we are so preoccupied with the destination, we forget the journey. |
Paul Theroux (1941-) |
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Travel by sea nearly approximates the bliss of babyhood. They feed you, rock you gently to sleep and when you wake up, they take care of you and feed you again. |
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Travel gives a character of experience to our knowledge, and brings the figures on the tablet of memory into strong relief |
Paul Theroux (1941-) |
Travel is the frivolous part of serious lives, and the serious part of frivolous ones. |
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Travelers never think that they are the foreigners. |
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