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Richard Halliburton Quotes

Just about a month from now I'm set adrift, with a diploma for a sail and lots of nerve for oars.

Just about a month from now I'm set adrift, with a diploma for a sail and lots of nerve for oars.

Richard Halliburton
Graduation, Senior, Memorable

We are born strangers in a strange land, and remain so. Travel simply reminds us of this essential truth. The transmission of a powerful story, one human to another, is an alchemical activity in which we are enlarged and changed.

Richard Halliburton
Motivational, Powerful, Land

Youth -- nothing else worth having in the world...and I had youth, the transitory, the fugitive, now, completely and abundantly. Yet what was I going to do with it? Certainly not squander its gold on the commonplace quest for riches and respectability, and then secretly lament the price that had to be paid for these futile ideals. Let those who wish have their respectability -- I wanted freedom, freedom to indulge in whatever caprice struck my fancy, freedom to search in the farthermost corners of the earth for the beautiful, the joyous and the romantic.

Richard Halliburton
Beautiful, Indulge In, Wish

The Vagabond life is the logical life to lead if one seeks the intimate knowledge of the world we were seeking.

Richard Halliburton
Vagabonds, World, Life Is

Let those who wish have their respectability- I wanted freedom, freedom to indulge in whatever caprice struck my fancy, freedom to search in the farthermost corners of the earth for the beautiful, the joyous, and the romantic.

Richard Halliburton
Beautiful, Indulge In, Wish
RICHARD HALLIBURTON (1925). “THE ROYAL ROAD TO ROMANCE”

No, there's going to be no even tenor with me. The more uneven it is the happier I shall be. And when my time comes to die, I'll be able to die happy, for I will have done and seen and heard and experienced all the joy, pain, thrills — every emotion that any human ever had — and I'll be especially happy if I am spared a stupid, common death in bed.

Richard Halliburton
Pain, Stupid, Joy
Letter to his parents from Paris, December 5, 1919.

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