Quotes About Journey

Fleshers used to spin fantasies about aliens arriving to 'conquer' Earth, to steal their 'precious' physical resources, to wipe them out for fear of 'competition'…as if a species capable of making the journey wouldn't have had the power, or the wit, or the imagination, to rid itself of obsolete biological imperatives. Conquering the Galaxy is what bacteria with spaceships would do – knowing no better, having no choice.

You'll never stop changing, but that doesn't mean you have to drift in the wind. Every day, you can take the person you've been, and the new things you've witnessed, and make your own, honest choice as to who you should become. "Whatever happens, you can always be true to yourself. But don't expect to end up with the same inner compass as anyone else. Not unless they started beside you, and climbed beside you every step of the way.

life must be lived forwards, but it can only be understood backwards.

don't rely on death to be the climax of your stories. Dying isn't interesting. It's what we do while we're dying that matters.

least—God has already made a way in your life. You are the person you are, with the strengths, weaknesses, interests, and passions you have at this moment.

The road to rock and roll Heaven is paved by the bleached skulls of guys like me. I had no idea such things were nearly impossible.

The road to Easter goes through Good Friday. The road to new life goes through the death of the old. The road to resurrection goes through crucifixion. Jesus calls us to walk that road, the road he walked.

Every story has a structure. Most simply, a beginning, a middle, and an end—although, as Bilbo recognizes in The Lord of the Rings, the story never really ends, and there is always something that came before the beginning of any tale we might tell.

My child. My beloved. My pleasure. It seems as if it should be easy to hear these words and believe them, but it's not. An entire life of discipleship cannot fully mine these three simple expressions. It's the work of a lifetime just to begin to truly believe them.

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It was, strangely, like coming home, as if this was the place Poe had meant to be all along.

Return London. Safest route.

the bridge of experience

The pilot of any plane will agree that when an aircraft is flying with the currents of the atmosphere, the time to get from one place to another can be much shorter. However, when the plane is flying against the flow, it endures a rough ride, and wind resistance can add hours to the flight.

Keep walking, though there's no place to get to. Don't try to see through the distances. That's not for human beings. Move within, but don't move the way fear makes you move. — Rumi

Allander continued, his words taking on the color of a rant. "Your educators will embark with you on a supposed journey for the truth, but they'll deceive you. They'll say things that mean nothing—they always do—and you'll be forced to nod and agree as if they're profound.

Having whistled his way well into the recapitulation, he turned and headed toward the bus station.

Allander paused and gestured with his eyes, indicating the space above Spade's head. "I'm afraid I don't have Jonsten's delicate temperament." He thrilled at the "I," as if arriving at it after a long and tedious journey. "And, forgive me if I'm incorrect, but it seems that you can't touch me in here, not even through a ceiling, which makes those muscles of yours about as useless as your sluggish brain.

Life is a long march, an endless column of souls moving forward through surrounding dark. In that crowd nobody knows where they're going, but there is plenty of talk, and the fools, some called philosophers, pretend to understand.

A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.

Human life is a voyage on a sea of meaning, not a net of information.

Letter 1 To the princess of the elephants, I disappeared exactly one year ago. On that day I received a letter. It called me back to the place where my life with the elephants began Please forgive me, for the silence between us has been unbroken for one year. I will never be more of myself than in these letters. They are my maps of the bird path, and they are all that I know to be true.

Dante's step into Hell will never be forgotten by Hell.

I know absolutely nothing about where I'm going. I'm fine with that. I'm happy about it. Before, I had nothing. I had no life, no friends, and no family really, and I didn't really care. I had nothing, and nothing to lose, and then I knew loss. What I cared about was gone; it was all lost. Now I have everything to gain; everything is a clean slate. It's all blank pages waiting to be written on. It's all about going forward. It's all about uncertainty and possibilities.