Quotes About Journey

For more and more of us, home has less to do with a piece of soil than a piece of soul.

Movement is a fantastic privilege but it ultimately only has meaning if you have a home to go back to.

I lost an arm on my last trip home.

A restless spirit who can't reach his goal, can't find a home until I've found my soul.

At home I drive an old Land Rover.

Some gifted adventurer is always sailing round the world of art and science, to bring home costly merchandise from every port.

Maybe this isn't home, nor ever was- maybe home is where I have to go tonight. Home is the place where when you go there, you have to finally face the thing in the dark.

Where thou art that is Home.

I promise, Matthias. I'll take you home.""Nina, " he said, pressing her hand to his heart. "I am already home.

and suddenly I am washed over by a wave of happiness for it, for my little story, because it is a place, a home even, and I can go back to it from wherever I am

Home is where we tie one end of the thread of life.

Every day, getting up early in the morning before much traffic, my wife takes me 10 miles from home, drops me off, and I have to get back.

We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.

The road to truth is long, and lined the entire way with annoying bastards.

Honesty is reached through the doorway of grief and loss.

In all honesty my cake was baking when I met Al - I had made up in my mind already to get physically healthy. He refreshingly was on his own journey so it was almost as if we walked together.

I know the territory, I've been around. It'll all turn to dust, and we'll fall down, and sooner or later you'll be screwing around.

And I said, 'That last thing is what you can't get, Carlo. Nobody can get to that last thing. We keep on living in hopes of catching it once and for all.

There was a lot of distance between the Dar of The Honesty Room and the Dar of Mortal City, so there was no attempt.

Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure.

There is what is called the highway to posts and honor, and there is a cross and by way, which is much the shortest.

The journey of high honor lies not in smooth ways.

You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.

Hope is not a resting place but a starting point - a cactus, not a cushion