When you have learned to
know, and to love, you will still suffer. The day is born in tears. The
Luminous weep, if only over those in darkness.~ Victor Hugo (Les Misérables)
He did not think of himself as a tourist; he
was a traveler. The difference is partly one of time, he would explain. Whereas
the tourist generally hurries back home at the end of a few weeks or month, the
traveler, belonging no more to one place than to the next, moves slowly, over
periods of years, from one part of the earth to another. ~ Port Moresby from The Sheltering Sky
(and as always...Remember, it's a quotation - not a quote.