Did you ever notice that the first piece of luggage on the carousel never belongs to anyone?

I must confess, I was born at a very early age.

Let me recommend the best medicine in the world: a long journey, at a mild season, through a pleasant country, in easy stages.

The fact is: It’s true what they say about the United States. It is a land of opportunity. It is too various to get bored with it.

I remember the first time I had sex – I kept the receipt.

I thought I would dress in baggy pants, big shoes, a cane and a derby hat. everything a contradiction: the pants baggy, the coat tight, the hat small and the shoes large.

There was a time when people said, ‚Jim, if you keep on making faces, your face will freeze like that.‘ Now they just say, ‚Pay him!‘

I would wear the blue overalls of the fieldworker and often wore round, rimless glasses known as Mazzawati teaglasses. I had a car, and I wore a chauffeur’s cap with my overalls. The pose of chauffeur was convenient because I could travel under the pretext of driving my master’s car.

When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.

I never go anywhere. I do sketches and make phone calls, and people visit. It’s more fun to come to Paris.

Go, and never darken my towels again.

I got to Africa. I got the opportunity to go and learn, not about any animal, but chimpanzees. I was living in my dream world, the forest in Gombe National Park in Tanzania. It was Tanganyika when I began.

Not all those who wander are lost.

I doubt anyone else would have travelled as extensively as I have to meet the citizens of the country.

I remember as a little girl going down to the beet fields in the Dakotas and in Nebraska and Wyoming as migrant workers when I was very, very small, like, I was, like, 5 years old, I believe. And I remember going out there, you know, traveling to these states and living in these little tarpaper shacks that they had in Wyoming.

I want to work; then, as my kids get older, I want to have adventures. I want to visit all their countries: learn and live inside all their cultures.

I had rather have a fool to make me merry than experience to make me sad and to travel for it too!

One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas. How he got into my pajamas I’ll never know.

I’ve been to those places where it’s ‚poor, pitiful me.‘

I did not wish to take a cabin passage, but rather to go before the mast and on the deck of the world, for there I could best see the moonlight amid the mountains. I do not wish to go below now.

A good traveler has no fixed plans, and is not intent on arriving.

The telephone, which interrupts the most serious conversations and cuts short the most weighty observations, has a romance of its own.

The only way I’d be caught without makeup is if my radio fell in the bathtub while I was taking a bath and electrocuted me and I was in between makeup at home. I hope my husband would slap a little lipstick on me before he took me to the morgue.

Modern travelling is not travelling at all; it is merely being sent to a place, and very little different from becoming a parcel.

We travel often to Asia, Africa, Europe, where they were born.

Everywhere is nowhere. When a person spends all his time in foreign travel, he ends by having many acquaintances, but no friends.

To the lover of wilderness, Alaska is one of the most wonderful countries in the world.

The penalty for getting mugged in an American city and losing your ID is that you can’t fly home.

If one morning I walked on top of the water across the Potomac River, the headline that afternoon would read: ‚President Can’t Swim.‘

Someone once threw me a small, brown, hairy kiwi fruit, and I threw a wastebasket over it until it was dead.

Sometimes I wish my first word was ‚quote,‘ so that on my death bed, my last words could be ‚end quote.‘

Southeast Asia has a real grip on me. From the very first time I went there, it was a fulfillment of my childhood fantasies of the way travel should be.

Anyone who doesn’t have a great time in San Francisco is pretty much dead to me.

In the Spring, I have counted 136 different kinds of weather inside of 24 hours.

I had the classic 40 meltdown. I did. It’s embarrassing. It was pretty funny. But then I recovered. To me, it was like a second adolescence. Hormonally, my body was changing, my mind was changing, and so my relationship to myself and the world around me came to this assault of finiteness.

If you’re embarking around the world in a hot-air balloon, don’t forget the toilet paper.

I am quite serious when I say that I do not believe there are, on the whole earth besides, so many intensified bores as in these United States. No man can form an adequate idea of the real meaning of the word, without coming here.

I’m attracted to women who are smart and funny and ambitious and have lives of their own and great families. Isn’t that what attracts anyone?

I’m not afraid to look like a big, hairy, smelly, foreign devil in Tokyo, though I do my best not to, I really do.

As a teenager, I went to Bali a lot, but it’s a long, long way from England. Which is why, when we bought Necker Island, we made it like a mini Bali.

A lot of people can’t stand touring but to me it’s like breathing. I do it because I’m driven to do it.

It’s funny; recently I’ve started to notice people’s impersonations of me, and it’s basically like a hyperactive child.

With all singers, insecurity is your best security. That’s why we’re such loud people and why we walk all funny. You think, ‚Are people interested?‘ But I think our band has something and they know we don’t just put albums out. We do think about it.

My experiences in life are getting bigger and better. The more stuff I do, the more stuff I talk about – having kids, traveling, going through relationship problems, dealing with things in my own family. All that stuff builds character.

Hong Kong is a wonderful, mixed-up town where you’ve got great food and adventure. First and foremost, it’s a great place to experience China in a relatively accessible way.

When I was 18, I went to the Soviet Union. I kept hearing that America was planning to bomb them – lots of bombs were going to come down on these people. I went there not knowing anything, except that I thought the whole thing was stupid and that I wanted to see who these people were that we were going to bomb.

Sevier County is a great area.

I’ll stay in Memphis.

I’ve been to Uganda and to North Korea and to Eritrea, countless horror spots around the world.

The use of travelling is to regulate imagination by reality, and instead of thinking how things may be, to see them as they are.

I was gutted to leave my boyfriend at home when I started my tour, but taking my pillow was like taking a little bit of him with me.

I once went on the most grueling radio tour. Living in hotel rooms, sleeping in the backs of rental cars as my mom drove to three different cities in one day.

The Indians on board said that thence to Cuba was a voyage in their canoes of a day and a half; these being small dug-outs without a sail. Such are their canoes. I departed thence for Cuba, for by the signs the Indians made of its greatness, and of its gold and pearls, I thought that it must be Cipango.

I’m a wandering gypsy.

Everything is funny, as long as it’s happening to somebody else.

The land created me. I’m wild and lonesome. Even as I travel the cities, I’m more at home in the vacant lots.

Rebellion is what you make of it. When you’ve been on a tour bus for two months straight, and then you get in your car and drive wherever you want, that can feel rebellious.

I can’t even speak Hawaiian, but if you go there and listen to a Hawaiian song, you get captured because it’s so beautiful, like the melody is just gorgeous and you know Bob Marley is on the radio every single day. It’s very reggae-influenced down there. Basically, you haven’t been to paradise if you haven’t been to Hawaii.

One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor.

She was not quite what you would call refined. She was not quite what you would call unrefined. She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot.

If you are lucky enough to have lived in Paris as a young man, then wherever you go for the rest of your life it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.