September 13, 2011

Postcard




“… everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember a certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that is so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps four or five times more, perhaps not even that. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise?  Perhaps twenty. And yet it all seems limitless.

I am sending you a postcard... 
…We’re not tourists, we’re travelers.  A tourist is someone who thinks about going home the moment they arrive.  Whereas a traveler might not come back at all…” 
~Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky




2 comments:

Ms. Edna (squared) said...

"Another important difference between tourist and traveler is that the former accepts his own civilization without question; not so the traveler, who compares it with the others, and rejects those elements he finds not to his liking."

~ Paul Bowles
Thank you ;-)xoxo

frenchtoast said...

“One’s destination is never a place, but a new way of seeing things.”
– Henry Miller

Thank you for the lovely postcard xoxo