I don't want to know what people are talking about.
I can't think of anything that excites a greater sense of childlike wonder
than to be in a country where you are ignorant of almost everything.
Suddenly you are five years old again. You can't read anything,
you have only the most rudimentary sense of how things work,
you can't even reliably cross a street without endangering your life.
Your whole existence becomes a series of interesting guesses.
― Bill Bryson, Neither Here nor There: Travels in Europe
To move, to breathe, to fly, to float,
To gain all while you give,
To roam the roads of lands remote,
To travel is to live.
― Hans Christian Andersen, The Fairy Tale of My Life: An Autobiography
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