Quotes About Journey

The key to all strange things is in thy heart..../ My spirit has come home, that sailed the doubtful seas.

There is no mile as long the final one that leads back home.

The moment you've uttered the exact dimensionality of your exile, you're already turning towards home.

We have to stumble through so much dirt and humbug before we reach home. And we have no one to guide us. Our only guide is our homesickness.

And there are new kinds of nomads, not people who are at home everywhere, but who are at home nowhere. I was one of them

The years rolled slowly past and I found myself alone. Surrounded by strangers I thought were my friends, I found myself further and further from my home.

Art hurts. Art urges voyages - and it is easier to stay at home.

This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through.

When you focus with soul eyes, / You will see home in many, many places.

I'm still a kid. I'm like six years old. But it's just a matter of wanting to get up, it's just a big journey. I felt like when I left home that I was on a journey, and I still am.

In terms of distance, the prodigal's pigsty is the farthest point from home; in terms of time, the pigsty is the shortest distance to the father's house.

There are those who stay at home and those who go away, and it has always been so. Everyone can choose for himself, but he must choose while there is still time and never change his mind.

Oh I have been to Ludlow fair, and left my necktie God knows where. And carried half way home, or near, pints and quarts of Ludlow beer.

Contemplation and wisdom are highest achievements and man is not totally at home with them.

I believe in living, I believe in birth, I believe in the sweat of love and in the fire of truth and I believe that a lost ship, steered by tired, sea sick sailors, can still be guided home to port

In the mind of a woman for whom no place is home the thought of an end to all flight is unbearable.

God is at home. We are in the far country.

At the end of the day, it isn't where I came from. Maybe home is somewhere I'm going and never have been before.

Don't you realize that the sea is the home of water? All water is off on a journey unless it's in the sea, and it's homesick, and bound to make its way home someday.

Mind and body have taken the journey, but the real home place is your own heart. It is infinite and so wherever you go, you are always Home.

The way back is always shorter.

You must go on a long journey before you can really find out how wonderful home is.

When setting out on a journey do not seek advice from someone who never left home

I have arrived. I am home. My destination is in each step.