In America everything goes and nothing matters, while in Europe nothing goes and everything matters.
It is not about what you lose when it is over.
Far more, it is about what you gain during the journey!
Prose fills a space, like a liquid poured in from the top, but poetry occupies it, arrays itself in formation, sets up camp and refuses to budge.
Only by going alone in silence, without baggage, can one truly get into the heart of the wilderness. All other travel is mere dust and hotels and baggage and chatter.
London was one of the worst places to have a bad day and one of the best places to have a good day
If the Internet were everything it is cracked up to be, we would all stay at home and be brilliantly witty and insightful. Yet with so much contradictory information available, there is more reason to travel than ever before: to look closer, to dig deeper, to sort the authentic from the fake; to verify, to smell, to touch, to taste, to hear and sometimes – importantly – to suffer the effects of this curiosity.
Hip-hop…has been the proverbial key that’s opened the door for me to roam this breathtaking planet.
My last thought before falling asleep was that we are all a lot more capable of conquering obstacles and fears than we think.
It is where you want to be in the next five years, not where you are now.
Everything is old, here. We are old – the Masters.”
“You’re not,” Irian said. She thought him between thirty and forty…
“But I came far. Miles can be years.