You are what you inhabit.
Those who know nothing of foreign languages know nothing of their own.
Now more than ever do I realize that I will never be content with a sedentary life, that I will always be haunted by thoughts of a sun-drenched elsewhere
Every dreamer knows that it is entirely possible to be homesick for a place you’ve never been to, perhaps more homesick than for familiar ground.
Life is a blank canvas, and you need to throw all the paint on it you can.