To travel hopefully is better than to have arrived.

I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move.

There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign.

No baggage - there was the secret of existence.

Everyone lives by selling something.

Half a capital and half a country town, the whole city leads a double existence; it has long trances of the one and flashes of the other; like the king of the Black Isles, it is half alive and half a monumental marble.

For my part, i travel not to go anywhere but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move

Wealth I ask not, hope nor love, Nor a friend to know me; All I seek, the heaven above And the road below me.

When we have discovered a continent, or crossed a chain of mountains, it is only to find another ocean or another plain upon the further side. . . . O toiling hands of mortals! O wearied feet, travelling ye know not whither! Soon, soon, it seems to you, you must come forth on some conspicuous hilltop, and but a little way further, against the setting sun, descry the spires of El Dorado. Little do ye know your own blessedness; for to travel hopefully is a better thing than to arrive, and the true success is to labour.