Quotes About Journey

It's so natural to think the Presence of Jesus has no greater purpose than to improve the quality of our journey through life—with quality defined as a pleasurable, satisfying, self-affirming existence—a journey where certain things don't go wrong or, if they do, they correct themselves. Marriages should work, biopsies should come back benign, ministry efforts should succeed, and we should feel pretty good about the way most things go.

I set out to make sense of my life. And I found out that one's life, particularly after one has written about it, doesn't make sense. Life doesn't make sense.

Here is an American epic, a wandering without a homecoming.

You know, you analyze too much. You want to know too much. I don't want to know." OK, Lemish. You hear that? You want somebody who doesn't want to know? All your life has been a journey to find an identity. Why are you letting this loser help you lose one? He sure is a vision, standing up in all that leather. Your crotch, please note, has not ceased its admiration.

It ain't dying I'm talking about, it's living. I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live." ~spoken by Augustus McCrae

Go small, go simple, go now

Actually, however, all the wisdom we need is inside us, where this epic drama is taking place.

Kaip popierius, ant kurio rašome, kadaise buvo r?stai, taip ir žmon?s tur?jo daug k? patirti, kad pasiekt? dabarties tašk?.

Og jeg vet ikke om vi visste det, at vi satt der og skålte for noe som var ved å gå mot sin slutt, noe som starta en eller annen gang og som allerede var ved begynnelsen til veis ende. At Beatles skulle oppløses, at Jim Morrison skulle dø, at vi en gang skulle lete etter hverandre over hele Europa.

I love visiting new places but am not overly fond of the travel to get to them.

I wasn't quite sure how a player got to the big leagues. As far as I knew, he was just there one day.

Baseball is like driving, it's the one who gets home safely that counts.

Ole tervehditty, Dionysos! Me olemme matkalla Kuolemaan, hän on aukko maailman ihossa.

Rüyalar insandan insana dola??rm??.

The knowing of what she wanted rose up the way waters did from streams underground, so quietly you didn't notice until you slipped on the slicked-down stone.

These things...they are who you are. They brought you here. To this day. You didn't give me a chance to understand that ever the unattractive parts of you, the messy parts, were something I could accept.

Belief isn't supposed to make sense, at least not all the time. In that, it finds its power. It gets to creep up on you and carry you forward. Until you can carry yourself again.

That sometimes you find your way to the place that wants you most.

I'm not sure we get to choose when or where we find what we're looking for.

Even if things didn't always go the way they should, sometimes they went exactly where they needed to.

there's only a space between now and here to get yourself nowhere.

Lea--when a man climbs a glass mountain, it's not usually for the damn golden apple. It's for the person he gives the apple to.

So, too, how to tell your story has a great deal to do with how you feel about the circumstances in your life and which direction your story is going to go in

You know why we'll never give up cars—because riding in cars at night is so beautiful, it's telling stories in a cave with the darkness kept out, the dash lights for the embers of the fire.