A traveler enters the world into which he travels, but a tourist brings his own world with him and never sees the one he's in.

Anyone who needs more than one suitcase is a tourist, not a traveler

The traveler sees what he sees, the tourist sees what he has come to see.

I went to the Alabama public schools at a time when my English teachers, all but one of whom was a woman, taught nothing but the classics. They revered the great British and American writers.

He looked at me intently, from what seemed behind the veil of a grave experience. Then slowly and prophetically, he said the scariest thing I'd ever heard: "Because the answer to a heartfelt question, Jack, will always break your heart.

When is the last time you were a tourist?” she asked archly.

He just looked at her. Charles, she had to agree, was not tourist material.

“Right,” Anna told him. “Buck up. You might even enjoy it.”

“You might as well have ‘hapless victim’ tattooed across your forehead,” he muttered.