When the wayfarer whistles in the dark, he may be disavowing his timidity, but he does not see any more clearly for doing so.
Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.
I like life on the road. It’s a lot easier than civilian life. You kind of feel like you are in a motorcycle gang.
He travels the fastest who travels alone.
You go your way
I’ll go your way too
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
Toil without song is like a weary journey without an end.
I cannot rest from travel: I will drink life to the lees.