Quotes About Journey

Where lies the land to which yon ship must go?Fresh as a lark mounting at break of day,Festively she puts forth in trim array.

Not in entire forgetfulness, And not in utter nakedness, But trailing clouds of glory do we come From God, who is our home.

A lake carries you into recesses of feeling otherwise impenetrable.

But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. The storm came on before its time: She wandered up and down; And many a hill did Lucy climb: But never reached the town.

friend is the one who showes the way and walks a piece of road with us

Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither.

the stately and slow-moving Turk, With freight of slippers piled beneath his arm.

I roved o'er many a hill and many a dale With this my weary load, in heat and cold, Through many a wood, and many an open ground, In sunshine or in shade, in wet or fair, Now blithe, now drooping, as it might befal, My best companions now the driving winds And now the trotting brooks and whispering trees And now the music of my own sad steps, With many a short-lived thought that pass'd between And disappeared.

Trailing clouds of Glory do we come, from God, who is our home...

I been a long time leaving but I'm going to be a long time gone.

I fly a star ship across the universe divide and when I reach the other side; I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can. Perhaps, I may become a highwayman again or I may simply be a single drop of rain but I will remain and I'll be back again and again and again and again and again and again.

pick up Trigger and see where this new

The days just prior to marriage are like a snappy introduction to a tedious book.

HAD no idea what was in store for me. To begin with, everything was too perfect

Only by going on an untrod path, by making your own path, by being your singular self, can anyone find his own grail. In

a flagstone path curved into the darkness of space toward… who knows where? I knew—that's knew—I had to follow that path.

Half a life ago I was one man, and am now another. Where once I paid attention to my head, I now follow my heart. Where I once I strove for achievement, I now seek to give and receive love. Though I still want to earn a living, my writing now is entirely born in love and offered as love. I

A million butterflies rose up from South America, All together, and flew in a gold storm toward Spain...

By snowshoe, canoe, or dog team, they moved through those woods, rivers, and lakes. It was not a life circumscribed by a clock, stamp, fence, or road.

Mountaintops inspire leaders but valleys mature them.

Sunshine is my quest.

Death and sorrow will be the companions of our journey; hardship our garment; constancy and valor our only shield. We must be united, we must be undaunted, we must be inflexible.

We have not journeyed all this way across the centuries, across the oceans, across the mountains, across the prairies, because we are made of sugar candy.

Tennessee to places like Corinth, Nashville, and even Shiloh, which at that point he'd never heard of.