Quotes About Journey

He will hardly remember that life happened to him.

I saw the danger, yet I passed along the enchanted way, And I said, let grief be a fallen leaf at the dawning of the day.

More often than not, what you are searching for will only be gained through beginning.

Et il partira. Il sortira de sa vie comme l'on sort d'une pièce en s'excusant de s'être trompé de porte.

C'est le chemin qui est important!

Live, don't know how long, And die, don't know when; Must go, don't know where; I am astonished I am so cheerful.

the feeling of being lost in time and geography with months and years hazily sparkling ahead in a prospect of inconjecturable magic

The notion that I had walked twelve hundred miles since Rotterdam filled me with a legitimate feeling of something achieved. But why should the thought that nobody knew where I was, as though I were in flight from bloodhounds or from worshipping corybants bent on dismemberment, generate such a feeling of triumph? It always did.

I lay in one of those protracted moments of rapture which scatter this journey like asteriks. A little more, I felt, and I would have gone up like a rocket.

the Zoltán utca and picked up a

How exhilarating to be away from the plain! With every minute that passed the mountains climbed with great resolution.

Leb, waiss nit wie lang, Und stürb, waiss nit wann Muess fahren, waiss nit wohin Mich wundert, das ich so frelich bin.

intending to push on at night again. We spent a

life is a river and we're all rowing against the flow. On one bank are the probabilities; on the other, the possibilities. It's up to us rowers to choose which bank to hug.

Each drink had become a wearisome turnstile through which he had to pass to reach the next.

As a bachelor, what can I say? The way of an eagle in the air; the way of a serpent upon a rock; the way of a ship in the midst of the sea; and the way of a man with a maid. They are four things which I know not.

What a peculiar path I've had to take in order to reach you.

Lots of people perish on the highways. All those faces should be preserved, engagements kept, promises upheld. Impossible. I walked out instantly. Fleeing the scene of a crime. That kind of game can destroy you. Anyway, I've never known who I was. I authorize my biographer to simply call me "a man," and I wish him luck. I've been unable to lengthen my stride, my breath, or my sentences. He won't understand the first thing about this story. Neither do I. We're even.

Dans cette vie qui vous apparaît quelquefois comme un grand terrain vague sans poteau indicateur, au milieu de toutes les lignes de fuite et les horizons perdus, on aimerait trouver des points de repère, dresser une sorte de cadastre pour n'avoir plus l'impression de naviguer au hasard. Alors, on tisse des liens, on essaye de rendre plus stables des rencontres hasardeuses.

J'ai toujours cru que certains endroits sont des aimants et que vous êtes attirés vers eux si vous marchez dans leurs parages.

Il lui semblait atteindre un carrefour de sa vie, ou plutôt une lisière d'où il pourrait s'élancer vers l'avenir. Pour la première fois, il avait dans la tête le mot avenir, et un autre mot: l'horizon. Ces soirs-là, les rues désertes et silencieuses du quartier étaient des lignes de fuite, qui débouchaient toutes sur l'avenir et l'HORIZON.

One has to retire eventually, Guy.

Siempre he creído que hay lugares que son imanes y te atraen si pasas por las inmediaciones. Y eso de forma imperceptible, sin que te lo malicies siquiera. Basta con una calle en cuesta, con una acera al sol, o con una acera a la sombra. O con un chaparrón. Y te llevan a ese lugar, al punto preciso en el que debías encallar.

Life is completely different when you live near a railway station. It feels as if you're just passing through. Everything is temporary. One day or another, you'll hop on a train.