Quotes About Journey

Lieutenant Daniel Leary ambled through the streets of Kostroma City in the black-piped gray 2nd Class uniform of the Republic of Cinnabar Navy. He was on his way to the Elector's Palace, but there was no hurry and really nothing more important for Daniel to do than to savor the fact that he'd realized one of his childhood dreams: to walk a far world and see its wonders first hand.

the trail, at infrequent posts, the weary Saints would

I don't care how famous a guitarist is, he ain't learned everything. There's always somewhere to go, something to mash up, but he ain't found it yet. You never learn everything on that guitar neck.

Humanity is on the march, earth itself is left behind.

Every life is its own story- not without a share of glory, and not without a share of grief. I lived like a hero at seventeen. At nineteen, I die like a thief.

And the road is a villain And the road is a friend And the road is a story No beginning no end

And the road is a villain And the road is a friend And the road is a story No beginning no end And the road is a question And the road is an answer And the road will transform you A sly necromancer And the road is a melody And the road is a howl And the road is a paradox A grin and a scowl And the road will not tell Where it's been where it leads And the road is alive It sings and it bleeds Who takes the road Can never return For the road is a fire All pilgrims will burn.

Some of the steps you take may end up being detours or out-and-out mistakes. By staying focused on your vision, though, you'll find even those steps useful in the creating process.

On long trek after Peetee hung caller, I concluded there was nothin' more I could do but play out game of death. Maybe, somehow, I'd earn us time. Time

Gilgamesh wandered in the wilderness grieving over the death of Enkidu and weeping saying: "Enkidu has died. Must I die too? Must Gilgamesh be like that?" Gilgamesh felt the fear of it in his belly. He said to himself that he would seek the son of Ubartutu, Utnapishtim, he, the only one of men by means of whom he might find out how death could be avoided. He said to himself that he would hasten to him, the dangers of the journey notwithstanding.

Pour trouver le sommeil, elle parcours ses souvenirs. C'est le seul endroit où demeure la tendresse. [...] Le yeux fermés, elle voyage à travers la beauté.

Le sommeil est un chemin qui mène à la soupe du lendemain.

de conclusión: En mi obra de teatro, yo era todos los personajes. He aprendido a tirar por todos los caminos. Y así me convertí en mí misma. La

Dans son lit, il sut qu'il ne serait pas capable de s'endormir : comment aller vers le rêve quand on vient de le quitter ?

Es raro que uno tenga acceso a su destino opuesto; nuestro camino único no brinda el menor acceso a los senderos no tomados.

La vida son sobre todo momentos de borrones, tachones y espacios en blanco.

Se puede medir la felicidad por el paso que lleva cada uno por la calle.

Pilgrimage always involves both an exterior and interior journey. Any travel can be a pilgrimage, regardless of the destination or whether or not there even is a destination. The difference between a pilgrim and a tourist is the intention of attention and openness to God. This transforms a trip into a pilgrimage, and the result is that the self that sets out on pilgrimage will not be the same as the self that returns.

We do not find our true self by seeking it. Rather, we find it by seeking God.

Looking back, I find it remarkable how easily I accepted ideas about God as substitutes for direct experience of him. It took me a long time to begin to know God through my heart and not simply my head.

As we see how deeply loved we are by God—in our depths, complexity, totality and sinfulness—we dare to allow God more complete access to the dark parts of our soul that most need transformation. And God precedes us on this journey, waiting to meet us in the depths of our self.

Often looking back at who we have been helps us discern who we are called to be.

while love plays a distinctive place in Christianity, the experience of love is obviously not restricted to Christians. The ability to love others is the pinnacle of fulfillment and health for all persons. Receiving the gift of love reminds us all of what it is to be fully human. What follows, therefore, should be of interest not just to Christians but also to those pursuing other spiritual paths, as well as those not consciously on a spiritual journey of any sort.

The spiritual life of one person should never be a carbon copy of that of another. Peter and John had quite different personalities and quite different transformational journeys as they followed Jesus. Mary and Martha, two sisters whom Jesus loved deeply, each expressed their love for him uniquely. And he received both, not discouraging Martha from busying herself in service, simply encouraging her to not fret in doing so (Luke 10:38-42).