Certain travelers give the impression that they keep moving because only then do they feel fully alive.

Every time I took a long leave from home, I felt as if I were going to conquer the world. Or rather, take possession of what is my birthright, my inheritance.

Words are impotent to describe certain emotions.

Only when one is able to grasp wideness can one possess it.

One travels so as to learn once more how to marvel at life in the way a child does. And blessed be the poet, the artist who knows how to keep alive his sense of wonder.

The benefits of the accomplished journey cannot be weighed in terms of perfect moments, but in terms of how this journey affects and changes our character.

I wanted to learn a few foreign languages, and therefore I had to go abroad.