Enid Blyton Quotes

I want to be living out of a suitcase in a different city every day.

Ramblin' was in my blood.

I have a house, I try to spend as little time in it as possible. Not always easy on the mind and body, but it's how I got myself to 80-plus countries. This kind of routine forces one to reinvent and improvise. The older I get, the more important this is to me.

The great home of the soul is the open road.

Getting on the road and driving along a road at night, or even in the daytime and seeing the oceans or whatever, is always liberating.

My father died shortly after I was twenty-one; and being left well off, and having a taste for travel and adventure, I resigned, for a time, all pursuit of the almighty dollar, and became a desultory wanderer over the face of the earth.

Only the road and the dawn, the sun, the wind, and the rain, And the watch fire under stars, and sleep, and the road again.

For years I drove cross-country, back and forth a dozen times, sometimes on book tour, sometimes just to get lost and found.

The story of 'Highway' is completely about travel. It is about the fascination of travel to an extent that I don't want to even reach the destination and also being away from society gives you a certain view of the society, so that was the intention of the film.

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

I want to go anywhere and everywhere and explore as much as I can.

The journey is my home.

I really like to just jump in a truck with your backpack and just drive and go somewhere.

Besides, I'm a gypsy at heart and I like to travel around.

I like my small camper. I just do not want to return to a fixed home. I cannot stand being in one place. I must keep moving.

I just travel the world with my backpack and my cameras and a bunch of Clif bars.

I like touring; I live on the road, more or less.

When I've got time off, my feet get itchy really quickly.

Man's real home is not a house, but the Road, and that life itself is a journey to be walked on foot.

Travel. It was an intransitive verb. It didn't involve any destinations. It was going to the going's sake, to be anywhere but where you were, with motion itself as the only object.

Because he had no place he could stay in without getting tired of it and because there was nowhere to go but everywhere, keep rolling under the stars.

Life on the open road is liberty... to be alone, to have few needs, to be unknown, everywhere a foreigner and at home, and to walk grandly and solitarily in conquest of the world.

For my part, I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move; to feel the needs and hitches of our life more nearly; to come down off this feather-bed of civilisation, and find the globe granite underfoot and strewn with cutting flints.

I like to move around. I travel. I've driven across country by myself.