“And can you feel the love tonight? It is where we are It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer That we got this far.”— Elton John, open.spotify.com
“Surely there were others like me, born without an inkling of direction. The wanderers, the amblers, the dabblers, united by our purposeless mantra--I have no idea what to do with my life.”— Suzanne Selfors, amazon.com
“Just as a painter paints, and a ponderer ponders, a writer writes, and a wanderer wanders.”— Roman Payne, amazon.com
“Wandering is the activity of the child, the passion of the genius; it is the discovery of the self, the discovery of the outside world, and the learning of how the self is both "at one with" and "separate from" the outside world. These discoveries are as fundamental to the soul as "learning to survi…”— Roman Payne, amazon.com
“A person does not grow from the ground like a vine or a tree, one is not part of a plot of land. Mankind has legs so it can wander.”— Roman Payne, amazon.com
“When she was a child, my love carried a road-map in her hand the way other girls carried handkerchiefs. She always knew the way. Her feet were little wings. And her beautiful head was a compass.”— Roman Payne, amazon.com
“You must give everything to make your life as beautiful as the dreams that dance in your imagination.”— Roman Payne, amazon.com
“Never did the world make a queen of a girl who hides in houses and dreams without traveling.”— Roman Payne, amazon.com
“Her heart was wild but I didn't want to catch it, I wanted to run with it, to set mine free.”— Atticus, instagram.com
“As for you girls, you must risk everything for Freedom, and give everything for Passion, loving everything that your hearts and your bodies love. The only thing higher for a girl and more sacred for a young woman than her freedom and her passion should be her desire to make her life into poetry.”— Roman Payne, facebook.com
“When she transformed into a butterfly, the caterpillars spoke not of her beauty, but of her weirdness. They wanted her to change back into what she always had been. But she had wings.”— Dean Jackson, pinterest.com
“I know a girl from whose body sunbeams rose to the clouds as if they’d fallen from the sun.”— Roman Payne, facebook.com
“I once had a love who folded secrets between her thighs like napkins and concealed memories in the valley of her breasts. There was no match for the freckles on her chest, and no one could mistake them for a field of honeysuckles.”— Roman Payne, pinterest.com
“When I touched her body, I believed she was God. In the curves of her form I found the birth of Man, the creation of the world, and the origin of all life.”— Roman Payne, wanderess.com
“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. 'Time' for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.”— Roman Payne, tanyaluca.tumblr.com
“There is little to the concept of ‘belonging’ other than being possessed by your own haunting need to be completed. It is not being homeless but being a wanderer not searching for a home that sets you free.”— Julia Laksa, thoughtcatalog.com