Quotes About Journey

Let's go to Valhalla with the sun on our faces.

I could not stop for death and he did not stop for me.

This body is a tent which for a space Does the pure soul with kingly presence grace; When he departs, comes the tent-pitcher, Death, Strikes it, and moves to a new halting-place.

Death is nothing more than a doorway, something you walk through.

Quit living as if the purpose of life is to arrive safely at death.

Beings with un-redeemed earthly karma are not permitted after astral death to go to the high causal sphere of cosmic ideas , but must shuttle to and fro from the physical and astral worlds.

Grieve not; though the journey of life be bitter, and the end unseen, there is no road which does not lead to an end.

For everything in life there is always a beginning and an end. This is the tough part the most difficult thing when you see that it's coming: The end.

Death is the most beautiful adventure in life.

We may lose and we may win, but we will never be here again.

A journey never ends. Only the travellers end.

Life is like a very short visit to a toy shop between birth and death.

Never thoughts of suicide, I'm too alive. But I still treat it like it's do or die.. even though dyin' isn't in the plans, but neither was makin' it and here I am

I'll try to be around and about. But if I'm not, then you know that I'm behind your eyelids, and I'll meet you there

Who now travels that dark path from whose bourne they say no one returns. [Lat., Qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum Illue unde negant redire quemquam.]

Birth and death; we all move between these two unknowns.

The descent to Hades is the same from every place.

Between our birth and death we may touch understanding, As a moth brushes a window with its wing

The human soul develops up to the time of death.

The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns.

Choose to see death as simply removing a garment or moving from one room to another... it's merely a transition.

Dying is a wild night and a new road.

I think of death as some delightful journey that I shall take when all my tasks are done.

I would like to live in Manchester, England. The transition between Manchester and death would be unnoticeable.