Quotes About Journey

The most important endeavors require a risk," I tell her. It's the hardest piece of reality to accept. Striking off into the unknown is terrifying, but if we don't begin the journey, we'll never know where it could lead.

My life was like that box. The best things in all the imperfections.

Even when we are lost, God has not lost us.

The beginning of a journey is always uncertainty, but with uncertainty comes hope.

Like the beach glass, the wood was more beautiful because of its journey, because of the things it had been through. Inside the perfect shells is dim, It's through the cracks, the light comes in.

Perhaps this rebirth from one thing to another happens repeatedly in a lifetime. Maybe life is a series of little deaths and rebirths, of passages and rites of passage, of God teaching you to stop clinging to one thing so you can reach for another.

Through all my adult life, I had wanted to know exactly where I was going and what path to take to get there. I had never considered the beauty of where I was.

Eventually, you must stop running to something or from something and embrace where you are. Otherwise you'll never embrace anything.

The journey itself was the architect of the wood. The interior would never be fully dark because the struggle had cracked it, providing an avenue for the light.

Together, we travel the living river. We turn our faces to the sunlight and fly time and time again home to Kingdom Arcadia.

The important thing isn't proving you can achieve a goal, but living every moment along the way, even the side trips

Sooner or later, if you want to do what's never been done, you have to find the courage to take the first step. Just like J. Norm said, Only impossible journeys achieve the impossible.

keep only pieces. All colors, all shapes, all sizes. "All waiting to be stitched into the pattern only you can see. "In the quiet after the storm, I hear you whisper, 'Daughter, do not linger where you are. Take up your needle and your thread,

Huh." On occasion that's all I can say to the facts we've uncovered during our journey through the Underground project. The truth is frequently horrific. "The things we find in history are hard to understand sometimes

Everything I wanted my life to be, it won't be now. The path that brought me here is flooded over. There's no going back.

The future is a blank page, but not a mystery.

I have lived my way into this music, note by note, and now I know no other.

I hold Huckleberry Finn real tight against my chest and start across the yard. Now we can leave this place behind anytime we want. All we gotta do is join up with Huckleberry Finn. There's room on his raft for all five of us, I'll bet. Maybe we'll find the Arcadia out there somewhere. Even though I have to head back to Mrs. Murphy's house, it feels like a whole new place. Now it's got a river in it. That

The train scoots along in a slow, lazy sway, like a mama rocking her baby, too lost in the look of her child to think of the day's work done or the hard row ahead.

Along our journey, people and events flow into us, and we are created of everywhere and everyone we have passed. Each event, each person, changes us in some way. Even in times of drought we are still moving and growing, but it is during seasons of rain that we expand the most-when water flows from all directions, sweeping at terrifying speed, chasing against rocks, spilling over boundaries. These are painful times, but they enable us to carry burdens we could never have thought possible.

My story begins on a sweltering August night, in a place I will never set eyes upon.

Maybe life is a series of little deaths and rebirths, of passages and rites of passage, of God teaching you to stop clinging to one thing so you can reach for another.

I wished it were that simple... just read a map and suddenly we would know where we were meant to end up and how to get there. But growing up is never that easy, no matter what age you are.

When the mind's been lost from the body, it can't always find the way home.