Quotes About Journey

It's not the years, honey, it's the mileage.

Is it not at least occasionally the case that we set out on a clear and simple mission and return with something undreamed of? Whether or not we accomplish our original intention becomes unimportant.

If you don't know where you're going, you might not get there.

You got to be careful if you don't know where you're going, because you might not get there.

I've always looked for the perfect life to step into. I've taken all the paths to get where I wanted.But no matter where I go, I still come home me.

Coming home from very lonely places, all of us go a little mad: whether from great personal success, or just an all-night drive, we are the sole survivors of a world no one else has ever seen.

Home's where you go when you run out of homes.

Completing a book, it's a little like having a baby.... There's a feeling of relief and satisfaction when you get to the end. A feeling that you have brought your family, your characters, home. Then a sort of post-natal depression and then, very quickly, the horizon of a new book. The consolation that next time I will do it better.

The search for pleasure is circular, repetitive, atemporal. The variety seeking of the spectator, the thrill hunter, the sexually promiscuous, always ends in the same place. It has an end. It comes to the end and has to start over. It is not a journey and return, but a closed cycle, a locked room, a cell.

You can go home again ... so long as you understand that home is a place where you have never been.

The explorer who will not come back or send back his ships to tell his tale is not an explorer, only an adventurer; and his sons are born in exile.

Well, we think that time "passes," flows past us, but what if it is we who move forward, from past to future, always discovering the new? It would be a little like reading a book, you see. The book is all there, all at once, between its covers. But if you want to read the story and understand it, you must begin with the first page, and go forward, always in order. So the universe would be a very great book, and we would be very small readers.

Dreams take short cuts.

Living, being in the world, was a much greater and stranger thing than she had ever dreamed.

Freedom is a heavy load, a great and strange burden for the spirit to undertake. It is not easy. It is not a gift given, but a choice made, and the choice may be a hard one. The road goes upward towards the light; but the laden traveler may never reach the end of it.

In the fall of the year I turned sixteen, I jumped out of my bedroom window and ran away. The night's black roads wound like long stretches of river. … The streets ribboned out in all directions. I lifted first one foot and then the other, ready to run down all of them

Ignoraba que usted pensara ir a Petersburgo. ¿Por qué va? —preguntó Ana, dejando caer su mano, mientras una alegría imposible de contener iluminó su rostro. —¿Por qué voy? —repitió él mirándola fijamente—. Usted bien sabe que voy sólo para estar junto a usted; no puedo evitarlo.

The road comes to an end just when it ought to be getting somewhere. The passengers alight, shaken and weary, to begin, all over again, something else.

All life is evolving, for evolution is God's law; and man grows slowly and steadily along with the rest.

There is nowhere morning does not go.

Whatever life lessons we can glean from having read, perhaps being middle of a book is what really counts as living.

I'm living life as best I can - but I'm not exempt from failure and making bad choices.

F. B. Meyer, came across my path. One was entitled The Secret of Guidance, and the other was Meet for the Master's Use.

As it was, then again it will be; though the course may change sometimes, rivers always lead to the sea.