Time travels the fastest when it is alone.

Put down that map and get wonderfully lost.

It was the inverse of an island in the sea.

London is a riddle. Paris is an explanation.

I travel, always arriving in the same place.

No friend to Love like a long voyage at sea.

Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.

A little imagination goes a long way in Fes.

The road never ends ... only our vision does.

... to travel is worth any cost or sacrifice.

He who would travel happily must travel light

He who would travel happily must travel light

Wherever I go, I will speak of you with love.

Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.

It is not down in any map; true places never are