Quotes About Journey

Mas não é isso mesmo? Você só passa a ter uma casa quando vai embora dela, e depois, quando foi embora, você nunca mais pode voltar.

My progress report concerning my journey to the palace of wisdom is discouraging.

You have to go the way your blood beats. If you don't live the life you have, you won't live some other life. You won't live any life at all.

Nobody, no man and no woman, is precisely what they think they are. Love is where you find it. You don't know where it'll carry you, and it's a terrifying thing, love. It's the only possibility but it's terrifying.

One is responsible to life: It is the small beacon in that terrifying darkness from which we come and to which we shall return.

Just as the birds above our heads circling are singing, knowing that, in what lies before them, the always unknown passage, wind, water, air, the failing light the failing night the blinding sun they must get the journey done. Listen. They have wings and voices are making choices are using what they have. They are aware that, on long journeys, each bears the other, whirring, stirring love occuring in the middle of the terrifying air.

None of us can predict with certainty the twists and turns our lives will take.

A crucial aspect of purpose is that it's always worked towards, but never fully achieved, like chasing the earth's horizon or pursuing a guiding star.

First, at the top levels of your organization, you absolutely must have the discipline not to hire until you find the right people. The single most harmful step you can take in a journey from good to great is to put the wrong people in key positions. Second, widen your definition of "right people" to focus more on the character attributes of the person and less on specialized knowledge. People can learn skills and acquire knowledge, but

The greatest tragedy that can befall a man is never to know who he really is.

But I'll tell you the truth,boys, he said. I'd give it all up in a minute if I could just be your age again. And I mean without a nickel in my pocket. All the money on earth aint worth spit compared to bein young and havin a dream to chase after. It's nice to arrive at it, no denyin that, but the real fun's in the gettin there. The gettin there.

Some of us are always in the borderlands no matter where we might be on the map.

I wandered from village to village. A few days here, half a year there, like a butterfly on the summer's breath.

Wherever you go, you can never leave yourself behind.

Sometimes you must put yourself in the way of destiny.

Wherever you go, you can never leave yourself behind.   —Polish Proverb

A liar can go around the world, but can never come back.

This was the spot, Mounir told me, where Pharaoh's daughter had discovered Moses while he was drifting past on the river. "I thought Moses had been rescued by the princess at Al-Maadi," I reminded Mounir. Mounir adjusted his shoulder bag as we walked back to the car. "Does it really matter, Mr. James? The important thing to know is that the Holy Family embarked from here, just as they did from Al-Maadi. Both places claim Moses as their own.

Jesus, the future Son of Man, was to be schooled in the art of exile in one of the world's oldest spiritual cauldrons. He was to journey through the ancient land of the Pharaohs, confront its gods, and do battle with what one observer calls the "chemistry of doubt.

The Bible, unfortunately, gives us only the barest outline of the flight into Egypt.

We are all on a journey to an unknown place, all subject to forces and opinions that threaten to destroy us. At the same time, we are surrounded by miracles that protect us whenever we feel ourselves to be most vulnerable. A footprint in stone here, a golden sandal there, a solitary cloud somewhere else. Are we not looking for such signs that tell us that we are protected by an invisible hand? Certainly I was beginning to believe this to be so.

Take note of what you are seeking, for it is seeking you.

We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go Always a little further; it may be Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow  Across that angry or that glimmering sea,  White on a throne or guarded in a cave  There lies a prophet who can understand Why men were born: but surely we are brave, Who take the Golden Road to Samarkand.

We travel not for trafficking alone; By hotter winds our hearts are fanned: For lust of knowing what should not be known We take the Golden Road to Samarkand.