Nomad Quotes

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Aaron Lauritsen
“The struggles we endure today will be the ‘good old days’ we laugh about tomorrow.”
Aaron Lauritsen, 100 Days Drive: The Great North American Road Trip

Charlotte Eriksson
“I woke up early and took the first train to take me away from the city. The noise and all its people. I was alone on the train and had no idea where I was going, and that’s why I went there. Two hours later we arrived in a small town, one of those towns with one single coffee shop and where everyone knows each other’s name. I walked for a while until I found the water, the most peaceful place I know. There I sat and stayed the whole day, with nothing and everything on my mind, cleaning my head. Silence, I learned, is some times the most beautiful sound.”
Charlotte Eriksson

Aaron Lauritsen
“It's in those quiet little towns, at the edge of the world, that you will find the salt of the earth people who make you feel right at home.”
Aaron Lauritsen, 100 Days Drive: The Great North American Road Trip

Aaron Lauritsen
“Life's trials will test you, and shape you, but don’t let them change who you are.”
~ Aaron Lauritsen, ‘100 Days Drive”
Aaron Lauritsen, 100 Days Drive: The Great North American Road Trip

Aaron Lauritsen
“True friends don't come with conditions.”
Aaron Lauritsen, 100 Days Drive: The Great North American Road Trip

Aaron Lauritsen
“From this point forward, you don’t even know how to quit in life.”
~ Aaron Lauritsen, ‘100 Days Drive”
Aaron Lauritsen

Aaron Lauritsen
“Those who achieve the extraordinary are usually the most ordinary because they have nothing to prove to anybody. Be Humble.”
Aaron Lauritsen, 100 Days Drive: The Great North American Road Trip

“Sometimes I think I live in a gap between two worlds, one world that I have to wake up to, be adherent of the rules and live in a place that is dictated by others. A place I sometimes feel the fear of aging and dying before I have figured out what it is I am here to do.
That other world is sweet, fresh and misty, inviting adventure into the unknown, melding ancient wisdom with new discovery; the sunlight turning into moonlight and the spell of eternal life is never broken.
Perhaps in that gap I should repair the forgotten bridge from one side to the other, but truth be told, I don't want to. I don't want to because I don't have the energy to fix what is broken within. I am a wild, wandering nomad, I belong everywhere and nowhere all at the same time, and in that gap between worlds, I am free.”
Riitta Klint

Bruce Chatwin
“If this were so; if the desert were 'home'; if our instincts were forged in the desert; to survive the rigours of the desert - then it is easier to understand why greener pastures pall on us; why possessions exhaust us, and why Pascal's imaginary man found his comfortable lodgings a prison.”
Bruce Chatwin, The Songlines

Jon Krakauer
“I had some terrific experiences in the wilderness since I wrote you last - overpowering, overwhelming," he gushed to his friend Cornel Tengel. "But since then I am always being overwhelmed. I require it to sustain life.

Everett Ruess”
Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild

Charlotte Eriksson
“I embrace the rain like no one else and I call for storms because I live for the moments when I get through to the other side with all my organs intact.
I change with the seasons and the seasons live in me, depending on the weather as if it's something to be trusted. I don't feel safe unless I'm far below or high above, near the ocean, or climbing the mountain. Where I can't be reached or seen by anyone or anything and not even myself, because it seems to me that these voices in my head get louder just to kill the noise from the outside,
and so I need to go away from time to time.
You will never see me surrender, never see me cry, but you will often see me walk away. Turn around and just leave, without looking back.”
Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles: in search for The Great Perhaps

Jack Kerouac
“What is the universe
but a lot of waves
And a craving desire
is a wave…”
Jack Kerouac, Scattered Poems

Charlotte Eriksson
“I never told you about the trip to Portugal 3 years ago when I read Fernando Pessoa at 1 a.m. outside a small family-run restaurant by the harbour. If I close my eyes I can still smell the salt water and the fish, some sort of cleaning powder scent from the kitchen, can still feel the heat, a soft wind and me sitting with wide open eyes on my own at 1 a.m. writing what I thought was profound and excellent. I felt like a writer then. I was not a girlfriend or a daughter or a songwriter who never got signed—I was a writer in the truest sense and I lived in my own flames.”
Charlotte Eriksson, He loved me some days. I'm sure he did: 99 essays on growth through loss

Avijeet Das
“Wandering aimlessly, I love the thrill of unknown paths. I am a nomad. I am a wanderer. I am a drifter. Why do I keep on drifting? Yes, I wish I knew why? I am not aware of the reason myself. Why do I keep on drifting?”
Avijeet Das

Charlotte Eriksson
“There are days when I feel like I’ve seen enough, done enough, felt enough. When I call my wandering days over and slowly accept the quiet life from here on. When the dreams of making waves are a vague memory and the songs I meant to sing feel more like a finished painting, something to just observe and hang on the wall from now on, to those who wish to observe it. But then the night falls and the morning rise and horizons are calling once again and I’m on my way. Forests fresh and pastures new. And most of the time I’m fine with this.
I’m learning to be fine with this.

So maybe that’s what settling into this world means. To simply, and as hard as it is, just settle into your own way of living—your own pace, your own rhythm—and not think too much about it. Just wake up and let your legs wander where they need to wander no matter where that may lead and just simply trust your path. There is a difference between what you want and what you wish to want. What you’d like to do and what you wish you’d like to do. I’m learning to not wish, but just do.”
Charlotte Eriksson, Another Vagabond Lost To Love: Berlin Stories on Leaving & Arriving

Charlotte Eriksson
“I’ll find my group one day. Friends I belong with, a city, a community, a place to get all those ideas out and let them be heard and appreciated. I’ll be something one day. I know I will.
 For now I’m walking lonely in Prague at Christmas, feeling like the happiest, most unknown girl in the world.”
Charlotte Eriksson, He loved me some days. I'm sure he did: 99 essays on growth through loss

Charlotte Eriksson
“They say the lost ones seek the cities because there they can be alone but not lonely and I dare to say that the streets of London shaped my muscles, the way my eyes work and wander. The city taught me how to see the moon and not just the top of the finger pointing to it, which I always did before. The city taught me that a home is not where you rest your head; it's nothing permanent, and neither is it a city or a country or a friend. The city taught me how to leave and to be left and it taught me that it is possible for flowers to grow from the concrete because I’ve seen people flower and bloom during the worst of storms, because it’s simply necessary. It’s about survival. The necessary breaths to go on.”
Charlotte Eriksson, Another Vagabond Lost To Love: Berlin Stories on Leaving & Arriving

Thomm Quackenbush
“Modern civilization owes its existence to beer. Hunter-gatherers individually lacked the time and resources to create a raspberry pilsner, so our nomadic ancestors were seduced into an agrarian lifestyle that might someday evolve into local microbrews. I am not sure if teetotalers minded the goats while others were busy getting plastered or if they were cast out of the tribe for being dull.”
Thomm Quackenbush, Holidays with Bigfoot

Reinhold Messner
“I define myself as a seminomad, so my world consist of transient places, where being at home is not possible.”
Reinhold Messner, My Life at the Limit

Laurie Lee
“By early summer the flats were almost completed, and I knew I would soon be out of a job. There was no prospect of another, but I wasn’t worried; I never felt so beefily strong in my life. I remember standing one morning on the windy roof-top, and looking round at the racing sky, and suddenly realizing that once the job was finished I could go anywhere I liked in the world.
There was nothing to stop me, I would be penniless, free, and could just pack up and walk away. I was a young man whose time coincided with the last years of peace, and so was perhaps luckier than any generation since. Europe at least was wide open, a place of casual frontiers, few questions and almost no travellers.”
Laurie Lee, As I Walked Out One Midsummer Morning

Bekim Sejranović
“Uviđam kako mi fali dom, neka baza, krov i četiri zida među kojima ću živjeti i raditi pa onda od tamo putovati. Imati se kamo vratiti. Kad nekamo odem, znati što ću raditi tamo kamo sam otišao. I znati što ću raditi kad se vratim doma, ma gdje taj dom bio.”
Bekim Sejranović, Dnevnik jednog nomada

“You need to see for yourself what is out there and make your own versions of what you see.”
Grace Jones, I'll Never Write My Memoirs by Jones, Grace (September 24, 2015) Hardcover

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