Travelers repose and dream among my leaves.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I've been a traveller, but I don't travel so much now. I'm trying to do it vicariously through my writing. I'm trying to write books that will draw readers away from their lives but send them back in a more awakened way.
The travel writer seeks the world we have lost - the lost valleys of the imagination.
There is a part of me that will forever want to be walking under autumn leaves, carrying a briefcase containing the works of Shakespeare and Yeats and a portable chess set. I will pass an old tree under which once on a summer night I lay on the grass with a fragrant young woman and we quoted e.e. cummings back and forth.
Traveling is magical, inspiring, and life - changing.
The traveller has reached the end of the journey!
All my books reflect travel adventures of some kind, and all have a soul: a spiritual or mystical underpinning.
The travel book is a convenient metaphor for life, with its optimistic beginning or departure, its determined striving, and its reflective conclusion. Journeys change travellers just as a good travel book can change readers.
What draws me in is that a trip is a leap in the dark. It's like a metaphor for life. You set off from home, and in the classic travel book, you go to an unknown place. You discover a different world, and you discover yourself.
In school, I could hear the leaves rustle and go on a journey.
While armchair travelers dream of going places, traveling armchairs dream of staying put.