Quotes About Journey

But the minutes don't stop. The prayer of going nowhere going nowhere.

We are all going forward. None of us are going back.

as if he's trying to tell you that there is some sort of shining star now buried deep inside you and he has to dig it out with a knife.

You were driving toward something and then, well, then you found yourself driving the other way.

becoming ever lost.

but where's the checkered flag we all expected, waving in the distance, telling you you're home again, home?

You just wanted to play in your own backyard, but you don't know where your own yard is, exactly.

Everyone in this room got here somehow and everyone in this room will have to leave. So what's left? Sing a song about the room we're in?

let's just get going, let's just get gone

There's nowhere to go , I thought. There's nowhere to go.

I crawled out the window and ran into the woods. I had to make up all the words myself. The way they taste, the way they sound in the air. I passed through the narrow gate, stumbled in, stumbled around for awhile, and stumbled back out. I made this place for you. A place for you to love me. If this isn't the kingdom then I don't know what is.

You asked me once, What are we made of? Well, these are the things we're made of. One house, two house. The road goes away from here.

I looked at all the trees and didn't know what to do.

We've been driving all night. We've been driving a long time. We want to stop. We can't.

the path of the warrior is lifelong, and that mastery is often simply staying on the path.

Liberation is not a state, you cannot achieve it and there is no future.

Richard Turner

Cagayan River.

She only nodded. "It's all we are in the end. Our stories.

He held his hand up to his face and licked the wound. Blood. Old-tasting and rich like the sediment of a river. He looked at Jimmy. The blood on their faces meant they were part of the same stream now, bobbing in the current, borne forward effortlessly under the slowly twirling dome of the sky.

All that we are is story...It is what we arrive with. It is all we leave behind.

I had some once. They didn't pan out. I don't have them anymore.

Then I walked out to my truck and was gone by the time I started the engine.

Parsifal is on his way to the temple of the Grail Knights and says: "I hardly move, yet far I seem to have come", and the all-knowing Gurnemanz replies: "You see, my son, time turns here into space