« 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 months, 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. »*
*Paul F. BOWLES, The Sheltering Sky, London (?), John Lehmann, 1949, n/p.
Pr. F. BOTTON used this quotation as epigraph in a text that she kindly gave me to translate; I, of course, took it from there.
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