A Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson

Traveling is a fool's paradise. — © Ralph Waldo Emerson
Traveling is a fool's paradise.
Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places.
Only a fool would refuse to enter a fool's paradise when that's the only paradise he'll ever have a chance to enter.
Santa Barbara is a paradise; Disneyland is a paradise; the U.S. is a paradise. Paradise is just paradise. Mournful, monotonous, and superficial though it may be, it is paradise. There is no other.
The electricity came on for the second time today wile we were eating. This may be a fool's paradise, but it's a paradise nonetheless.
It is written, better to be a fool all your days than for one hour to be evil. You are not a fool. They are the fools. For he who causes his neighbor to feel shame loses Paradise himself.
Do not feel envious of the happiness of those who live in a fool's paradise, for only a fool will think that is happiness.
I necessarily fear change except that it's so seldom for the better. It's just that I can live with any number of things going straight to hell as long as these streams continue to hold up. If this amounts to living in a fool's paradise, don't waste your time trying to explain that to the fool.
A fool's paradise is a wise man's hell!
Traveling is a fool's paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated with beauty, and lose my sadness. I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from. I seek the Vatican, and the palaces. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. My giant goes with me wherever I go.
It has been said that there is no fool like an old fool, except a young fool. But the young fool has first to grow up to be an old fool to realize what a damn fool he was when he was a young fool.
You've heard of people living in a fool's paradise? Well, Leonora has a duplex there.
It is better to be unhappy and know the worst, than to be happy in a fool's paradise.
A man searching for paradise lost can seem a fool to those who never sought the other world.
I still dwelled deep in my elected paradise--a paradise whose skies were the color of hell-flames--but still a paradise.
For me, Iran was paradise, and I believe it's a paradise still, but only if you don't have political problems. If you have a political problem, paradise turns into hell.
The child in each of us Knows paradise. Paradise is home. Home as it was Or home as it should have been. Paradise is one's own place, One's own people, One's own world, Knowing and known, Perhaps even Loving and loved. Yet every child Is cast from paradise- Into growth and new community, Into vast, ongoing Change.
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