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.

Author: Aldous Huxley

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A bad book is as much of a labor to write as a good one - it comes as sincerely from the author's soul.

There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving and that's your own self.

The proper study of mankind is books.

The more powerful and original a mind, the more it will incline towards the religion of solitude.

Not I, not anyone else, can travel that road for you, you must travel it for yourself.

You got to be careful if you don’t know where you’re going, because you might not get there.

Make voyages! Attempt them… there’s nothing else.

I have found out that there ain’t no surer way to find out whether you like people or hate them than to travel with them.