“We travel, initially, to lose ourselves; and we travel, next to find ourselves. We travel to open our hearts and eyes and learn more about the world than our newspapers will accommodate. We travel to bring what little we can, in our ignorance and knowledge, to those parts of the globe whose riches are differently dispersed. And we travel, in essence, to become young fools again- to slow time down and get taken in, and fall in love once more.””
“A person susceptible to "wanderlust" is not so much addicted to movement as committed to transformation.””
“Writing is, in the end, that oddest of anomalies: an intimate letter to a stranger.””