Quotes About Journey

Life is a journey, and you can't carry everything with you. Only the usable baggage.

No, It's hard to uproot yourself and really become yourself in another soil, but it's also an opportunity, another kind of growth.

The waves dying a natural death on the beach seemed to have traveled vast distances bearing neither life nor hope.

Când, în sfâr?it, g?sim ceea ce am c?utat în întuneric, aproape întotdeauna constat?m c? era exact asta. Întunericul.

The place you are right now God circled on a map for you.

Het duurt zo lang voordat avond en dageraad voorbij zijn. Het duurt lang voordat de langzame nacht naderbij komt. Al wie westwaarts zwerft, al wie oostwaarts doolt weet niet waarom hij niet rusten kan. Het is omdat elke aardeszoon een skelet met zich meedraagt en ermee reizen moet.

Do not insult the mother alligator until after you have crossed the river.

All walking is discovery. On foot we take the time to see things whole.

A snowdrift is a beautiful thing-if it doesn't lie across the path you have to shovel or block the road that leads to your destination.

What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt - it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else.

Welcome to Erehwyna!

Every epic, my friend Jack used to say, should start with a burning map.

From the streets to stardom.

I'm stuck in traffic on the highway to hell.

Bog je kao alkohol. Što dublje toneš, sve više se pitaš da li je to uopšte bila dobra ideja.

now at the end of a long avenue, but when he turned to, look for his followers not one was to be seen; the woods had closed instantly upon him as he had passed through. He was entirely alone, and utter

Little Two Eyes went home

Each of our lives was knit into these hedges and rooted in these fields and yet, notwithstanding all this, in response to some powerful yearning, my father was about to set out for the fifth time into the still more remote and untrodden west.

I follow the scent of falling rain And head for the place where it is darkest I follow the lightning And draw near to the place where it strikes —NAVAJO CHANT

at a place not far from their actual

them. A fire crackled in one corner, and a grand piano

to plan for a return to the Arctic. One

Somewhere on earth there is a door reserved for each soul, and one day each of us will walk through that door never to return to this life again. Where that door is and when we will walk through it are unknowns we must live with and prepare for. Upon death, all of this -- this whole world and all of its charms and occupations -- will become as if it were all a dream.

There's always light after the dark. You have to go through that dark place to get to it, but it's there, waiting for you. It's like riding on a train through a dark tunnel. If you get so scared you jump off in the middle of the ride, then you're there, in the tunnel, stuck in the dark. You have to ride the train all the way to the end of the ride.