Travel doesn't merely broaden the mind. It makes the mind.

I never liked Jules Verne, believing that the real was always more fantastic than the fantastical.

Richard Lee calculated that a Bushman child will be carried a distance of 4,900 miles before he begins to walk on his own. Since, during this rhythmic phase, he will be forever naming the contents of his territory, it is impossible he will not become a poet.

When people start talking of man's inhumanity to man it means they haven't actually walked far enough.

As a general rule of biology, migratory species are less 'aggressive' than sedentary ones. There is one obvious reason why this should be so. The migration itself, like the pilgrimage, is the hard journey: a 'leveller' on which the 'fit' survive and stragglers fall by the wayside. The journey thus pre-empts the need for hierarchies and shows of dominance. The 'dictators' of the animal kingdom are those who live in an ambience of plenty. The anarchists, as always, are the 'gentlemen of the road'.

As you go along, you literally collect places. I'm fed up with going to places; I shan't go to anymore.

Man's real home is not a house, but the Road, and that life itself is a journey to be walked on foot.