Quotes About Journey

la vida es lo que tú hagas de ella.

Life is just a process to figure out who we are.

We had just crossed the widest street in the world.

Jesse and Daisy were just entering the Deep Woods when Jesse noticed a stirring in the ferns growing near the base of the Douglas fir.

Aren't we all just flies crawling across the giant tablecloth of fate?

L-A-B-Y-R-I-N-T-H.

name the boy Chickapeckeus.

From here there is never not a day without Master's shadow across my life—a solid bar, a locked turnstile that brings me up short, trapped on the other side of where I thought I was going, the place I once imagined I would be.

this is your first time and you'd love her to provide you with a to-do list and also any information you might not think of. She

If you haven't found your calling yet, the best thing to do is get your butt off your chair, fill your life with a wide array of unusual experiences, and allow yourself to bump into what will exhilarate you.

Take down Arty and Chick and Papa and the twins, and all that's left of the Jar Kin, and, by then, Lily and me. Open our metal jars and pour all the Binewski dust together into that big battered loving cup that first held only Grandpa B. Bolt us to the hood of your traveling machine and take us on the road again.

There are days that walk through me and I cannot hold them.

the long train ride was like traveling through limbo. You weren't anywhere when you were on a train, she decided. You weren't where you had been, and you weren't yet where you were going. You were nowhere. It might be beautiful outside the window-and it was, she had sense enough to realize that-but it wasn't anywhere to her, just a scene passing by that was framed by the train window. (p160)

could be a magic country like Narnia, and the only way you can get in is by swinging across on this enchanted rope.

How could he explain? If he told her that after the vision, all the knights had gone in quest of the Grail, would she understand?

I stayed with the Navajo for several years. I had no idea how to get home! But one day another captured New Mexican arrived. He was a boy, just twelve or so, but he told me he knew how to get back to the nearest town. He was determined to run away, and when the time came, I—I ran with him.

by water is so much nicer than traveling

Away from home.

A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.

For grace to be grace, it must give us things we didn't know we needed and take us places where we didn't know we didn't want to go. As we stumble through the crazily altered landscape of our lives, we find that God is enjoying our attention as never before.

We've been here all along, the world seemed to say, waiting for you. What took you so long to find us? I

Maybe I'll walk by one of my old apartments, the second one I lived in after I first came to the city from that much duller metropolis, Washington, D.C. That

Solvitur Ambulando It is solved by walking

I am old and all I have left is time. I don't mean time to live; I mean free time. Time to fill. Time to kill until time kills me. I walk and walk and think and think.