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“It is a great privilege to travel alone on the right path knowing at heart that one day millions too will travel on that same road!”

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Author:Mehmet Murat Ildan
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“I am a wanderer— born with restless feet and a heart that refuses maps. I walk through cities that forget my name, through villages that remember my silence. I carry no luggage, only memories stitched into my soul. The road is my lover, the horizon my only promise. One day I will stop. Not because I am tired— but because I have become the place I was searching for”

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Book:The Black Mask in Thamel: Ravish's Journey into the Unknown
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“All roads were one, surely, even if their textures differed. Was she as varied, a part of herself as rough and tutted as the Goreddi roads, and some other part as efficient as the Ninysh? She often felt, early in the morning, when the world seemed most malleable, that she contained these potentials, and more. It wasn’t merely that she could be anything, but that she was everything, all at once.”

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Book:Tess of the Road
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“When I was very young and the urge to be someplace else was on me, I was assured by mature people that maturity would cure this itch. When years described me as mature, the remedy prescribed was middle age. In middle age I was assured greater age would calm my fever, and now that I am fifty-eight perhaps senility will do the job. Nothing has worked. Four hoarse blasts of a ships's whistle still raise the hair on my neck and set my feet to tapping. The sound of a jet, an engine warming up, even the clopping of shod hooves on pavement brings on the ancient shudder, the dry mouth and vacant eye, the hot palms and the churn of stomach high up under the rib cage. In other words, once a bum always a bum. I fear this disease incurable. I set this matter down not to instruct others but to inform myself.”

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Book:Travels with Charley: In Search of America
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