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When she awoke, the world was on fire.
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world
shay
uglies
tally
traveling
fire
ugly
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Scott Westerfeld |
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Once you'd resolved to go, there was nothing to it at all.
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moving
traveling
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Jeannette Walls |
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People around the world were moving from one place to another. No one was staying.
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moving
the-world
traveling
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Jonathan Safran Foer |
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"George P. A. Healy; "I knew no one in France, I was utterly ignorant of the language, I did not know what I should do when once there; but I was not yet one-and-twenty, and I had a great stock of courage, of inexperience--which is sometimes a great help--and a strong desire to be my very best."
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george-p-a-healy
traveling
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David McCullough |
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I realized if I didn't just go, I'd never go. Going was the key. It didn't matter where I was headed just as long as I was headed somewhere. ~ Ben Davis
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adventure-travel
conquering-fear
leaving-home
growing-up
traveling
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Jayden Hunter |
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My sisters and I sit together on a pair of suitcases. If we've forgotten anything, it's already too late -- our rooms have all been sealed and photographed. Anyway, Tatiana would say it's bad luck to return for something you've forgotten.
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war
exile
tsar-nicholas-ii
otma
romanovs
russian-revolution
traveling
russia
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Sarah Miller |
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A thousand stories had painted cities in his mind, the great cities of kings and queens, of thrones and powers and legends, and Caemlyn fit into those mind-deep pictures and water fits into a jug.
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traveling
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Robert Jordan |
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The ceaseless rain is falling fast, And yonder gilded vane, Immovable for three days past, Points to the misty main, It drives me in upon myself And to the fireside gleams, To pleasant books that crowd my shelf, And still more pleasant dreams, I read whatever bards have sung Of lands beyond the sea, And the bright days when I was young Come thronging back to me. In fancy I can hear again The Alpine torrent's roar, The mule-bells on the hills of Spain, The sea at Elsinore. I see the convent's gleaming wall Rise from its groves of pine, And towers of old cathedrals tall, And castles by the Rhine. I journey on by park and spire, Beneath centennial trees, Through fields with poppies all on fire, And gleams of distant seas. I fear no more the dust and heat, No more I feel fatigue, While journeying with another's feet O'er many a lengthening league. Let others traverse sea and land, And toil through various climes, I turn the world round with my hand Reading these poets' rhymes. From them I learn whatever lies Beneath each changing zone, And see, when looking with their eyes, Better than with mine own.
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rain
reading
books
traveling-through-books
travels-by-the-fireside
traveling
weather
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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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It's a long ride home with nothing but me for company. I bore myself sometimes. Not often. Just now and again.
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traveling-alone
traveling
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A.J. Hartley and David Hewson |
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One of the disadvantages of traveling alone is that when you fall there is none to assist you.
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traveling
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Roger Zelazny |
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It is very odd to be standing in a locked room in the Penitentiary, speaking with a strange man about France and Italy and Germany. A travelling man. He must be a wanderer, like Jeremiah the peddler. But Jeremiah travelled to earn his bread, and these other sorts of men are rich enough already. They go on voyages because they are curious. They amble around the world and stare at things, they sail across the oceans as if there's nothing to it at all, and if it goes ill with them in one place they simply pick up and move along to another.
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traveling
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Margaret Atwood |
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"It's funny, leaving a place, ain't it?" he said. "You never do know when you'll get back."
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funny-idea
getting-back
going-somewhere
leaving-a-place
never-know
thought-to-ponder
missed
ride
leaving
leave
traveling
home
thought
journey
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Larry McMurtry |
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The globe-trotter lives in a smaller world than the peasent. He is always breathing an air of locality. London is a place to be compared to Chicage; Chicago is a place, to be compared to Timbuctoo. But Timbuctoo is not a place, sonce there, at least, live men who regard it as the universe, and breathe, not an air of locality, but the winds of the world. The man in the saloon steamer has seen all the races of men; and is thinking of the things that devide men - diet, dress, decorum, rings in the nose as in Africa, or in the ears as in Europe, blue paint among the ancients, or red paint among the modern Britons. The man in the cabbage field has seen nothing at all; but he is thinking of the things that unite men - hunger and babies, and the beauty of women, and the promise or menace of the sky.
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traveling
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G.K. Chesterton |
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Roy Dale suspected that Mississippi was beautiful. He wasn't sure. He didn't have anything to compare it to. He hadn't even ever been out of the Delta.
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mississippi
traveling
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Lewis Nordan |
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"Credeam ca vrea sa calatoreasca, dar imi spune adevaruri pe care le stiu deja, ca nu e nevoie sa plece de pe insula ca sa vada lumea, ca are destule mari si orase in minte. Daca e asa, daca toti le avem, atunci poate ca lumea aceasta, luna si stelele sunt si ele plasmuiri ale mintii, insa ale unei minti cu o deschidere mai larga decat a noastra. Chiar daca cineva ma gandeste, sunt liber sa fac ce vreau. Nu poate fi precum sahul universul acesta care parca s-a gandit la toate, ci mai degraba ca un teatru cu decoruri miscatoare, unde putem trece si prin pereti, daca vrem, dar nu o facem. Caci ramanem fideli propriului sentiment al dramaticului." (pag 148)"
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traveling
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Jeanette Winterson |
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This is what is behind the special relationship between tale and travel, and, perhaps, the reason why narrative writing is so closely bound up with walking. To write is to carve a new path through the terrain of the imagination, or to point out new features on a familiar route. To read is to travel through that terrain that the author as guide - a guide one may not always agree with our trust, but who can at least be counted upon to take one somewhere. I have have often wished that my sentences could be written out as a single line running into distances so that it would be clear that a sentence is likewise a road and reading is traveling.
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writing
traveling
walking
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Rebecca Solnit |
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I've met travelers who are so physically sturdy they could drink a shoebox of water from a Calcutta gutter and never get sick. People who can pick up new languages where others of us might only pick up infectious diseases. People who know how to stand down a threatening border guard or cajole an uncooperative bureaucrat at the visa office. People who are the right height and complexion that they kind of look halfway normal wherever they go - in Turkey they just might be Turks, in Mexico they are suddenly Mexican, in Spain they could be mistaken for a Basque, in Northern Africa they can sometimes pass for Arab...
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traveling
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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Ahora digo --dijo a esta sazon Don Quijote-- que el que lee mucho y anda mucho ve mucho y sabe mucho.
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reading
traveling
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Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra |
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Avevo sempre pensato che le stazioni ferroviarie fossero tra i pochi lughi magici rimasti al mondo. I fantasmi dei ricordi e degli addii vi si mescolavano con l'inizio di centinaia di viaggi per destinazioni lontane, senza ritorno.
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traveling
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón |
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If you think it's bad now, my friend, wait till we reach a town!' He shook his head and brushed at his tattered, dirty shirtsleeve. 'Do try to remember we're visitors-and not welcome ones-if you should feel moved to reason with anyone.
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travel
reason
humor
foreigner
unfriendly
visitor
humours
foreign
foreigners
traveling
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David Weber |
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When I was eighteen or twenty, I knew everything except what I wanted. I knew all about people, and poetry, and love, and music, and politics, and baseball, and history, and I played pretty good jazz piano. And then I went traveling, because I felt that I might have missed something and it would be a good idea to learn it before I got my master's degree. (...) And the older I grew, and the farther I traveled, the younger I grew and the less I knew. I could feel it happening to me. I could actually walk down a dirty street and feel all my wisdom slipping away from me, all the things I wrote term papers about.
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youth
wisdom
traveling
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Peter S. Beagle |
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Aside from my cockeyed internal compass, I also have a shortage of personal coolness, which can be a liability in travel. I have never learned how to arrange my face into that blank expression of competent invisibility that is so useful when traveling in dangerous, foreign places. You know - that super-relaxed, totally-in-charge expression which makes you look like you belong there, anywhere, everywhere, even in the middle of riot in Jakarta.
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traveling
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Elizabeth Gilbert |