Author: Ella Maillart

Quotes

I had to live in the desert before I could understand the full value of grass in a green ditch.

I had to live in the desert before I could understand the full value of grass in a green ditch.

- Ella Maillart

It is always our own self that we find at the end of the journey. The sooner we face that self, the better.

It is always our own self that we find at the end of the journey. The sooner we face that self, the better.

- Ella Maillart

From the beginning, I wanted to live my own life, and patiently I shored up that desire against wind and tide.

From the beginning, I wanted to live my own life, and patiently I shored up that desire against wind and tide.

- Ella Maillart

One travels to escape from it all, but that is the great illusion: It cannot be done, since one travels with one's mind.

One travels to escape from it all, but that is the great illusion: It cannot be done, since one travels with one's mind.

- Ella Maillart

Every time I took a long leave from home, I felt as if I were going to conquer the world. Or rather, take possession of what is my birthright, my inheritance.

Every time I took a long leave from home, I felt as if I were going to conquer the world. Or rather, take possession of what is my birthright, my inheritance.

- Ella Maillart

I gained direct knowledge of the life of the poor in big towns: I have lived the narrowing mechanism of its conditioning and feared it.

I gained direct knowledge of the life of the poor in big towns: I have lived the narrowing mechanism of its conditioning and feared it.

- Ella Maillart

Certain travellers give the impression that they keep moving because only then do they feel fully alive.

Certain travellers give the impression that they keep moving because only then do they feel fully alive.

- Ella Maillart

That idea of escapism... these words could sum up my life.

That idea of escapism... these words could sum up my life.

- Ella Maillart

One travels to run away from routine, that dreadful routine that kills all imagination and all our capacity for enthusiasm.

One travels to run away from routine, that dreadful routine that kills all imagination and all our capacity for enthusiasm.

- Ella Maillart

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