November 13, 2005
The Motorcycle Diaries
"This isn't a tale of heroic feats. It's about two lives running parallel for a while, with common aspirations and similar dreams...What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open route."
"What do we leave behind when we cross each frontier? Each moment seems split in two; melancholy for what was left behind and the excitement of entering a new land."

"How is it possible to feel nostalgia for a world I never knew?"

"Are you two looking for work? - No, we aren't looking for work.
No?... Then why are you traveling? - We travel just to travel.
Bless you... Blessed be your travels."
"Wandering around our America has changed me more than I thought. I am not me any more. At least I'm not the same me I was."
eyed at 5:06 PM
November 10, 2005
eyed at 6:45 PM