Quotes About Journey

Pensamos, he said, que somos las victimas del tiempo. En realidad la via del mundo no es fijada en ningun lugar. Como seria posible? Nosotros mismos somos nuestra propia jornada. Y por eso somos el tiempo tambien. Somos lo mismo. Fugitivo. Inescrutable. Desapiadado.

Life. What can you say? It's not for everybody.

The road to infinity may well unravel fresh rules as it goes.

He wondered where the blind man was going and did he know how the road ended. Someone should tell a blind man before setting him out that way.

Sürmeye devam etti çünkü geri dönemezdi ve dünya o gün her zamankinden de güzeldi, o ise ölümüne yol al?yordu.

and he knew that he would not be buried in this valley but in some distant place among strangers

The cranes were moving south and he watched their thin echelons trail along those unseen corridors writ in their blood a hundred thousand years.

the woman stepped once more into the street and the children followed and all continued on to their appointed places which as some believe were chosen long ago even to the beginning of the world.

For we are all the elect, each one of us, and we are embarked upon a journey to something unimaginable. We do not know what will be required of us, and we have nothing to sustain us but the counsel of our fathers.

They aint got no medication for pilgrims waitin to take the Sunset?

The straight and the winding way are one and now that you are here what do the years count since last we two met together? Men's memories are uncertain and the past that was differs little from the past that was not.

John Grady rode through the willows and down the arroyo following the occasional bare footprint in the rain spotted loam until he came upon Blevins crouched under the roots of a dead cottonwood in a caveout where the arroyo turned and fanned out onto the plain. He was naked save for an outsized pair of stained undershorts. What the hell are you doin? said John Grady. Blevins sat gripping his thin white shoulders in either hand. Just settin here, he said.

Then all rode on and none looked back.

a fast car and an open road can give you a sensation that's hard to duplicate elsewhere or otherwise.

A halfman on a skatecart oared past with leather chocks.

De todos modos el compartir es la ley del camino, verdad?

Cormac McCarthy

Wherever you debark was the train's destination all along.

Let's go. You can sleep in the winter.

que somos las víctimas del tiempo. En realidad la vía del mundo no es fijada en ningún lugar. Cómo sería posible? Nosotros mismos somos nuestra propia jornada. Y por eso somos el tiempo también. Somos lo mismo. Fugitivo. Inescrutable. Desapiadado.

A man seeks his own destiny and no other, said the judge. Will or nill. Any man who could discover his own fate and elect therefore some opposite course could only come at last to that selfsame reckoning at the same appointed time, for each man's destiny is as large as the world he inhabits and contains within it all opposites as well.

There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road thereto

The boat is going to Texas. Only now is the child finally divested of all that he has been.

Él se levantó, dejó la servilleta en la mesa, cogió el sombrero que había dejado en la otra silla y se lo puso. Dijo que, en efecto, le esperaba un largo viaje. Dijo que no sabía cuál iba a ser el final de ese viaje o si sabría verlo cuando llegase, y luego le pidió que rezara por él, pero ella dijo que ya había pensado en hacerlo antes de que él se lo pidiera.