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April/May 2006 | Volume 57, Issue 2

        Authors:
Historic Era:
Historic Theme:
Subject:
April/May 2006 | Volume 57, Issue 2
 In 1997 Penguin Books published the 
[Traveling] makes men wise but less happy.
 
No man should travel until he has learned the language of the country he visits. Otherwise he voluntarily makes himself a great baby—so helpless and so ridiculous.
 
I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.
 
Generally speaking, a howling wilderness does not howl; it is the imagination of the traveler that does.
 
 Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road,
 Healthy, free, the world before me
 The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose. 
 
 In our time the poet Louis Simpson asked:
 Where are you, Walt? / The Open Road goes to the used-car lot. 
 
I can wish the traveller no better fortune than to stroll forth in the early evening with as large a reserve of ignorance as my own.
 
To forget pain is to be painless; to forget care is to be rid of it; to go abroad is to accomplish both.
 
I have discovered that most of the beauties of travel are due to the strange hours we keep to see them.
 
 My heart is warm with friends I make,
 And better friends I’ll not be knowing;
 Yet there isn’t a train I wouldn’t take,
 No matter where it’s going. 
 
Winter is coming and tourists will soon be looking for a place to mate.
 
Tourists bothered Rogers. He wrote to President Calvin Coolidge from Europe in 1926: “We, unfortunately,