A Quote by Abhinav Shukla

Well, I am a traveller at heart. — © Abhinav Shukla
Well, I am a traveller at heart.
In the empty heart, void of self can be heard the echoing cry, "I am the Truth." Thus is man one with the eternal. Travelling, travel and traveller have become one.
XXIX Traveler, there is no path. The path is made by walking. Traveller, the path is your tracks And nothing more. Traveller, there is no path The path is made by walking. By walking you make a path And turning, you look back At a way you will never tread again Traveller, there is no road Only wakes in the sea.
Though, I am here bodily, still I know what you do; beyond the seven seas. Go wherever you will, over the wide world, I am with you. My abode is in your heart and I am within you. Always worship Me, Who is seated in your heart, as well as in the hearts of all beings.
My homeland is not a suitcase, and I am no traveller
Well, I'm a light traveller. I chuck things away.
O pusillanimous Heart, be comforted And, like a cheerful traveller, take the road Singing beside the hedge.
I see myself as a bit of a traveller. I am a workaholic.
No traveller ever sets out with so little idea of where he is going or how he is going to get there than an artist does. And no traveller ever gets to a more wonderful place.
I am not a great cook, I am not a great artist, but I love art, and I love food, so I am the perfect traveller.
Very few people know that I am an avid and passionate traveller.
I am a very eco-friendly chef but a guilty air traveller.
A traveller I am, and a navigator, and everyday I discover a new region within my soul.
I am a husband, son and father, a reader, a traveller, a fan, and also a cook.
The true traveller is the one urged to move about for physical, aesthetic, intellectual as well as spiritual reasons.
XXVIII "Truth," said a traveller, "Is a rock, a mighty fortress; "Often have I been to it, "Even to its highest tower, "From whence the world looks black." "Truth," said a traveller, "Is a breath, a wind, "A shadow, a phantom; "Long have I pursued it, "But never have I touched "The hem of its garment." And I believed the second traveller; For truth was to me A breath, a wind, A shadow, a phantom, And never had I touched The hem of its garment.
A good traveller is one who does not know where he is going to, and a perfect traveller does not know where he came from.
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