Think of the long trip home. Should we have stayed at home and thought of here? Where should we be today? Is it right to be watching strangers in a play in this strangest of theatres? What childishness is it that while there's a breath of life in our bodies, we are determined to rush to see the sun the other way around? The tiniest green hummingbird in the world? To stare at some inexplicable old stonework, inexplicable and impenetrable, at any view, instantly seen and always, always delightful? Oh, must we dream our dreams and have them, too? And have we room for one more folded sunset, still quite warm? . Elizabeth Bishop
I do not know where to go, but I have been on the road.
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Miyakahi Hayao
While she was in transit, being unattached was exhilarating, but the moment she stopped, so did the high.
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Whitney Otto
The natural tenderness and delicacy of our constitution, added to the many dangers we are subject to from your sex, renders it almost impossible for a single lady to travel without injury to her character. And those who have a protector in a husband have,...
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Abigail Adams
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
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Lao Tzu
Wherever you go becomes a part of you somehow.
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Anita Desai
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The armored cars of dreams, contrived to let us do so many a dangerous thing.
I never knew him. We both knew this place, apparently, this literal small backwater, looked at it long enough to memorize it, our years apart. How strange. And it's still loved, or its memory is (it must have changed a lot). <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>Our visions...
Think of the long trip home. Should we have stayed at home and thought of here? Where should we be today? Is it right to be watching strangers in a play in this strangest of theatres? What childishness is it that while there's a breath...
