Quotes About Journey

You choose a path without being certain where it leads.

You're unwinding yourself like a spool. What happens when there's no more thread?" "Then I spin more

psychopomp.

We walk, fading stars overhead, brine in the air.

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Because you're like a story that hasn't happened yet. Because I want to see what you will do. I want to be part of the unfolding of the tale.

Anticipation whispers through the trees, like an indrawn breath. Urging me on.

You may know the Grace kids well, but there is still much tale to tell...

Come back when returning feels like a hard choice instead of an easy one

On this side of the grave we are exiles, on that citizens. —Henry Ward Beecher

Choose a future... But no one chooses a future. You choose a path without being certain where it leads.

Two paths are before me, but only one leads to victory.

Holly Black, Cassandra Clare

And I'd learned that maybe that's what life was all about, one thing after another. One small moment. Good or bad.

a person's life can't be defined by one incident. We are the whole of our experiences. We are the warp, and life is the weft, going up and down around us, transforming us in its wake. Each new line adds to the whole . . . adds to our strength.

May we see our paths clearly, may we follow them truly, and may the roads we walk always bring us back together safely from wherever we have wandered, to wherever we dare call home.

The story I'm writing finds its own voice while I'm writing it.

life is the work of the spirit trying to have a human experience.

Truthfully, being pregnant is changing me as a person. Each day is part of this amazing journey that has completely shifted the focus of my life and made me reevaluate my personal and professional goals.

The tide will come in and there won't be any more footprints. It's like our lives, right? Whatever we do before this moment in time, we can't do over. We have no choice in life but to keep moving ahead.

Tell me, muse, of the man of many resources who wandered far and wide after he sacked the holy citadel of Troy, and he saw the cities and learned the thoughts of many men, and on the sea he suffered in his heart many woes.

Their ships are swift as a bird or a thought.

A man who has been through bitter experiences and travelled far enjoys even his sufferings after a time

Sometimes you get a glimpse of a semicolon coming, a few lines farther on, and it is like climbing a steep path through woods and seeing a wooden bench just at a bend in the road ahead, a place where you can expect to sit for a moment, catching your breath.