“But that’s the glory of foreign travel, as far as I am concerned. 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.”
I have no country to fight for: my country is the Earth. I am a citizen of the world.
— Eugene Debs (September 11th, 1915)
I’m used to it
— The saddest thing you can hear someone say. (via suspend)
My heart wants roots. My mind wants wings. I cannot bear their bickerings.
— E. Y. Harburg (via infaredangel)