Quotes About Journey

My home is a little more complicated than coordinates on a map.

Home?' I say. It's a word that can mean anywhere and nowhere.

I travel a lot and rarely make it home to Seattle.

It's a long ride home with nothing but me for company. I bore myself sometimes. Not often. Just now and again.

This is what happened when one left one's home - pieces of oneself scattered all over the world, no one place ever completely satisfied, always a nostalgia for the place left behind.

For those who are lost, there will always be cities that feel like home.

Home is wherever I go.

Mortalhood is a fine state to visit, but you'd better not call it home.

Dear Anna, we will live in a home with no walls, so that everywhere we go will be our home.

There's this way that photography is always about going out searching. I'm not the kind of a photographer who can photograph my home.

One sweetly solemn thought, comes to me o'er and o'er; I am nearer home today, than I ever have been before.

I am wearied, as if I lacked a home to go to.

If I know the way home and am walking along it drunkenly, is it any less the right way because I am staggering from side to side!

I've finally found my home - as Lt. Frank Drebin.

I walked away to get wisdom, but in the end I just walked home.

Before we return to Heaven, our real home, we have an incredible opportunity on Earth to face challenges that will help us learn, grow and to become more Christ-like in the fruits of our spirit.

memory is the only way home.

Like Magellan, let us find our islands To die in, far from home, from anywhere Familiar. Let us risk the wildest places, Lest we go down in comfort, and despair.

I knew then that I wanted to go home, but I had no home to go to-and that is what adventures are all about.

Crowns in my purse I have, and goods at home, And so am come abroad to see the world.

Built into you is an internal guidance system that shows you the way home. All you need to do is heed the voice.

If I come back, it will be a place, but it won't be a home any longer.

Maybe the songs that we sing are wrong, Maybe the dreams that we dream are gone, So bring it on home and it won't be long, It's getting better man!

I never heard the gospel of Jesus Christ. I had never attended church, was never raised in a religious home, never had any insight of God or who he was until I was 18 years old.