Down to Gehenna or up to the throne,
He travels the fastest who travel alone.

Down to Gehenna or up to the throne,
He travels the fastest who travel alone.

They change their sky, not their mind, who cross the sea. A busy
idleness possesses us: we seek a read more

They change their sky, not their mind, who cross the sea. A busy
idleness possesses us: we seek a happy life, with ships and
carriages: the object of our search is present with us.
[Lat., Coelum, non animum mutant, qui trans mare currunt.
Strenua nos exercet inertia, navibus atque
Quadrigis petimus bene vivere; quod petis hic est.]

Know most of the rooms of thy native country before thou goest
over the threshold thereof.

Know most of the rooms of thy native country before thou goest
over the threshold thereof.

A wise traveler never despises his own country.
[It., Un viaggiatore prudente non disprezza mai il suo paese.]

A wise traveler never despises his own country.
[It., Un viaggiatore prudente non disprezza mai il suo paese.]

As the Spanish proverb says, "He who would bring home the wealth
of the Indies must carry the wealth read more

As the Spanish proverb says, "He who would bring home the wealth
of the Indies must carry the wealth of the Indies with him." So
it is in traveling: a man must carry knowledge with him, if he
would bring home knowledge.

I love to travel,
But hate to arrive.

I love to travel,
But hate to arrive.

One who journeying
Along a way he knows not, having crossed
A place of drear extent, before read more

One who journeying
Along a way he knows not, having crossed
A place of drear extent, before him sees
A river rushing swiftly toward the deep,
And all its tossing current white with foam,
And stops and turns, and measures back his way.

The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and,
instead of thinking how things may be, to read more

The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and,
instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.

I depart,
Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by
When Albion's lessening shores could grieve read more

I depart,
Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by
When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.