Quotes About Journey

Pro?u i neprospavane no?i i tuga u koracima na tvom putu.

You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of live.

Whatever you do is what you are supposed to do; you are following your own karma.

around the world. He'd invited Linda and Bob, as well as another couple, to come along.

A man's steps are directed by the LORD. How then can anyone understand his own way? (Proverbs 20:24)

Someday death will take us to another star.

If I cease searching, then, woe is me, I am lost. That is how I look at it - keep going, keep going come what may.

I'll start with the small things

Cerchiamo di non dimenticare, carissimo, che le piccole emozioni sono le grandi guide della nostra vita e che ad esse obbediamo senza saperlo.

It is an old faith and it is a good faith that our life is a pilgrims progress - that we are strangers in the earth, but that though this be so, yet we are not alone for our Father is with us. We are pilgrims, our life is a long walk or journey from earth to heaven.

chúng ta Ä'ón cái ch?t ?? ch?m tá»›i má»™t ngôi sao. ?i?u ch?c ch?n Ä'úng trong l?p lu?n này là n?u chúng ta còn s?ng, chúng ta không th? ??n ???c má»™t ngôi sao cÅ©ng nhÆ° khi ta ch?t, chúng ta không th? b?t tàu n?a

And the pilgrim goes on sorrowful yet always rejoicing - sorrowful because it is so far off and the road so long. Hopeful as he looks up to the eternal city far away, resplendent in the evening glow and he thinks of two old sayings that he heard long ago - the one is: "Much strife must be striven Much suffering must be suffered Much prayer must be prayed And then the end will be peace.

inside the Honda, shutting the

Of course, it comes to me, finally, that I'm not really dreaming. That I am actually moving through this tunnel, although not of my own power. Without

A vida é a arte do encontro, embora haja tanto desencontro pela vida.

Sairei de mim mesmo em busca de mim mesmo, em busca de minha imagem perdida nos abismos do desespero, minha imagem de cuja face já não me lembro mais…

Life is the art of encounter, although there is so much mismatch in life.

To live is an art, we are all artists of our own lives.

It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air—there's the rub, the task.

Unwillingly I left your land, O Queen.

Thus, thus, it is joy to pass to the world below.

Oh you who are born of the blood of the gods, Trojan son of Anchises. Easy is the descent to hell the door of dark Dis stands open day and night. But to retrace your steps and come out to the air above, that is work; that is labor.

The descent into Hell is easy

Facilis descensus Averno: Noctes atque dies patet atri ianua Ditis; Sed revocare gradium superasque evadere ad auras, Hoc opus, hic labor est. (The gates of Hell are open night and day; Smooth the descent, and easy is the way: But to return, and view the cheerful skies, In this task and mighty labor lies.)