Quotes About Journey

I have an affection for the road yet (though it is not so pleasant a road as it was then), formed in the impressibility of untried youth and hope.

Little Dorrit would often ride out in a hired carriage that was left them, and alight alone and wander among the ruins of old Rome. The ruins of the vast old Amphitheatre, of the old Temples, of the old commemorative Arches, of the old trodden highways, of the old tombs, besides being what they were, to her were ruins of the old Marshalsea—ruins of her own old life—ruins of the faces and forms that of old peopled it—ruins of its loves, hopes, cares, and joys.

The burst with which the carriage started out of the village and up the rise beyond, was soon checked by the steepness of the hill. Gradually, it subsided to a foot pace, swinging and lumbering upward among the many sweet scents of a summer night.

had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way— in short, the period was

Ainda sinto um certo afeto pela estrada (embora ela, hoje, não seja tão agradável quanto o era na ocasião), formado pelas impressões de uma juventude cheia de esperanças e que não conhecia ainda as desilusões

had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way— in short, the period was so far like the

Second—the Golden Thread I. Five Years Later II. A Sight III. A Disappointment IV. Congratulatory V. The Jackal

up hill in the mire by the side of the mail, as the rest of the passengers did; not because they had the least relish for walking exercise, under the circumstances, but because the hill, and the harness, and the mud, and the mail, were all so heavy, that the horses had three times already come to a stop, besides once drawing the coach across the road, with the mutinous intent of taking it back to Blackheath.

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show. To

Ah me!' said he, 'what might have been is not what is!' With which commentary on human life, indicating an experience of it not exclusively his own, he made the best of his way to the end of his journey. …

Contents Book the First—Recalled to Life I. The Period II. The Mail III. The Night Shadows

My school-days! The silent gliding on of my existence—the unseen, unfelt progress of my life—from childhood up to youth! Let me think, as I look back upon that flowing water, now a dry channel overgrown with leaves, whether there are any marks along its course, by which I can remember how it ran.

Good gracious, Arthur,—I should say Mr Clennam, far more proper—the climb we have had to get up here and how ever to get down

I felt like one who was toiling home barefoot from distant travel, and whose wanderings had lasted many years.

Oh, the river!…I know it's like me…I know that I belong to it. I know that it's the natural company of such as I am! It comes from country places, where there once was no harm in it—and it creeps through the dismal streets, defiled and miserable—and it goes away, like my life, to a great sea, that is always troubled—and I feel that I must go with it!

There was no speaking among the string of riders. The sharp cold, the fatigue of the journey, and a new sensation of a catching in the breath, partly as if they had just emerged from very clear crisp water, and partly as if they had been sobbing, kept them silent.

There are not many places that I find it more agreeable to revisit, when I am in an idle mood, than some places to which I have never been.

Fu, per me, un giorno memorabile, gravido di profondi cambiamenti nella mia vita. Ma succede così per qualunque vita. Immaginate di eliminarne un certo giorno, e pensate un po' come il suo corso sarebbe stato diverso! Fermati, tu che leggi, e pensa per un attimo alla lunga catena di ferro o d'oro, di spine o di fiori, che mai ti avrebbe legato se, in un solo memorabile giorno, non se ne fosse costruito il primo anello.

I went forth last night on compulsion I learnt a lesson which is working now .

Es conveniente que el lector haga una pausa al leer esto, y piense por un momento en la larga cadena de hierro o de oro, de espinas o de flores, que jamás le hubiera rodeado a no ser por el primer eslabón que se formó en un día memorable.

How do you do, ma'am?" said the captain. "I am very glad to see you. I have come a long way to see you.

Si nos detenemos cada vez que oímos dar con el pie en alguna puerta a esa viajera que nunca se detiene, no haríamos mucho ruido en el mundo. ¡No! ¡Adelante! Por los malos caminos si no hay otros, por los buenos si se puede; pero ¡adelante! Saltemos por encima de todos los obstáculos para llegar a la meta.

Eventually Everything Connects - all the Pain, the Struggle & the People.

Walking and I were on good terms now, and every day scored from thirty to forty miles; but that spurt from Ellsworth to Ellis was the longest day's walk I ever made.