If you reject the food ignore the customs fear the religion and avoid the people you might better stay home. You are like a pebble thrown into water; you become wet on the surface but are never part of the water.
The Road goes ever on and on Out from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone Let others follow it who can! Let them a journey new begin But I at last with weary feet Will turn towards the lighted inn My evening-rest and sleep to meet.
Travel is the perfect liberty to think feel do just as one pleases.
The journey is the reward.
We are not human beings on a spiritual journey. We are spiritual beings on a human journey.
One never goes so far as when one doesnt know where one is going.
It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters in the end.
If you reject the food ignore the customs fear the religion and avoid the people you might better stay home. You are like a pebble thrown into water; you become wet on the surface but are never part of the water.
Journeys end in lovers meeting Every wise mans son doth know.
We are not human beings trying to be spiritual. We are spiritual beings trying to be human.
The Road goes ever on and on Out from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone Let others follow it who can! Let them a journey new begin But I at last with weary feet Will turn towards the lighted inn My evening-rest and sleep to meet.
Simplicity is making the journey of this life with just baggage enough.