Traveling is the best thing in the world. When you wander, you grow rapidly, and everything that you see is deposited even on your appearance. People who traveled a lot, I recognize from a thousand. Wanderings purify, intertwine meetings, centuries, books and Love. They make us related to Heaven. If we have received the unproven happiness of being born, then we must at least see the earth.
To move, to breathe, to soar, to float, to receive what you give, to explore, to travel
it that is to live.
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