Quotes About Journey

Whether this mysterious sanctuary hidden amid Pemako's mist-shrouded mountains can ever be located geographically is of secondary importance to the journey itself. In the Buddhist tradition, the goal of pilgrimage is not so much to reach a particular destination as to awaken within oneself the qualities and energies of the sacred site, which ultimately lie within our own minds.

Learning is a journal not a destination

Sometimes travel is merely an opportunity taken when you can.

The warm days of Firestreak are usually good for travellers in the world of Amarillia.

A marriage is built on nothing so much as the story of that marriage.

And how did you find the East?' 'It's a shit-hole. But it's our shit-hole.

The time is short and the hills is dark and I's got miles to go before I sleeps. Is is no easy road.

Destinations are false goals; it is the Way Gone that matters.

Faces, places … such and such a face appeared at such and such a place, such and such a face disappeared at such and such a place, such and such a face was always in the third seat from the left when she got on, such and such a face was always hanging from the strap by the door when she got off … same faces, same places. But not today! Today those faces are two hours behind Courtney Hall, it's different faces today, let's have a look at them, what do we see?

There is something I must do, but it is not here." "Then where is it?" "I do not know." "What is it?" "I do not know.

She tried to summon the sixteen-o'clock dream. She called it the sixteen-o'clock dream because on any other day, she would just be nodding off as the cablecar pulled away

onward he went, a named thing, rooted in the universe, yet apart from it, through the night and the rain-dancing streets.

Home again, home again, jiggity jig!

Agency is a comforting fairy story. Life is a series of doors that only open one way. We can never return. This is the world and we must live in it the best we can.

Sometimes I think we're all gentlemen of the road. It's just that most of us haven't got the courage to take that first step.

I've just worked out what the music on the speakers is," he said. "It's John Martyn, Over The Hill." "And ?" "And nothing. It's just, maybe I'm not there yet.

How our horizons shrink when we stride towards them.

If you spend a day driving, you travel a long way and see nothing. If you spend a day walking, you travel a short distance but, in compensation, you see every small detail along the way. The efficiency of the bicycle gives you the best of both modes. On a bike, you can travel a long way and see a huge amount. The cyclist experiences both breadth and depth.

I never travel without my sketch book.

What has he found who has lost God? And what has he lost who has found God?

Who lives sees, but who travels sees more.

Traveling leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.

Traveling – it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller

IBN FADL?N Ibn Fadl?n and the Land of Darkness Arab Travellers in the Far North Translated with an Introduction by PAUL LUNDE and CAROLINE STONE