Freya Stark Quotes

My restless, roaming spirit would not allow me to remain at home very long.

One should live and die where one was born... I've been bored everywhere I went. What was the point of leaving Coasta Boacu?

Mexicans are not assertive about themselves like Americans. They are shy about themselves

Each and every Dutchman has his own manner of thinking, his own manners and habits, usage and speech.

I am realising this now more as I grow up: that I never really felt connected to locations. In some sense, I always kind of felt a little lost in that I never had any hometown pride. While I experience a lot different places and experiences, I always felt a little detached.

People think of travel, of movement, as a kind of reprieve from life. But they're wrong. Movement isn't a reprieve. There is no reprieve. Movement is our permanent state.

Traveling is, and has always been, more popular than the traveler.

Those who travel heedlessly from place to place, observing only their distance from each other, and attending only to their accommodation at the inn at night, set out fools, and will certainly return so

Although I am a person who expected to be rooted in one spot forever, as it has turned out I love having the memories of living in many places.

Perhaps the itinerant upbringing my brothers and I had has something to do with my continued interest in perspectives different from my own.

People say you have to travel to see the world. Sometimes I think that if you just stay in one place and keep your eyes open, you're going to see just about all that you can handle.

I think I'll always be a theater gypsy at heart.

I understand travel. I understand the experience of travel. I mean there is something of the "air-conditioned gypsy" in me.

A lot of my work goes to the center of where we belong--if there is any root to life -because nowadays the family is broken up, and people don't live in the same place for very long.

I have friends who have a normal family, kids and a dog, and I think I would blow my brains out. It's fine for them. But I'm such a free spirit, I feel more alive when I've got somewhere to go.

He must have travelled everywhere, at least in the spirit.

All things considered, there are only two kinds of men in the world: those that stay at home and those that do not.

Traveling is all very well and good as long as you knew there is a place or person you can call home

I wonder, What is it to be human? Especially now that we are so urban. How do we remember our connection with place? What is the umbilical cord that roots us to that primal, instinctive, erotic place? Every time I walk to the edge of this continent and feel the sand beneath my feet, feel the seafoam move up my body, I think, "Ah, yes, evolution." It's there, we just forget.

For the born traveller, travelling is a besetting vice. Like other vices, it is imperious, demanding its victim's time, money, energy and the sacrifice of comfort.

We make the assumption that everyone sees life the way we do. We assume that others think the way we think, feel the way we feel, judge the way we judge, and abuse the way we abuse. This is the biggest assumption that humans make.

You think of travellers as bold, but our guilty secret is that travel is one of the laziest ways on earth of passing the time.

For all its material advantages, the sedentary life has left us edgy, unfulfilled, even after 400 generations in villages and cities, we haven't forgotten: The open road still softly calls like a nearly forgotten song of childhood.

I really think I want to live in a lot of places.I don't want possessions to hold me down.

I think our lack of intimacy with the land has initiated a lack of intimacy with each other. What we perceive as non- human, outside of us, is actually in direct relationship with us.