Quotes About Journey

All these people, all these things came into my life, and they're all blessings from God. And now that I look back, I realize that these are His fingerprints all over my story.

To reach a port we must sail, sometimes with the wind, and sometimes against it. But we must not drift or lie at anchor.

The excursion is the same when you go looking for your sorrow as when you go looking for your joy.

All my life I used to wonder what I would become when I grew up. Then, about seven years ago, I realized that I was never going to grow up--that growing is an ever ongoing process.

Life need not be easy, provided only that it is not empty.

Life was never meant to be a struggle, just a gentle progression from one point to another, much like walking through a valley on a sunny day.

I haven't been everywhere, but it's on my list.

I suppose life is a little like that, isn't it, a message in a bottle pitched out to sea, to be carried by the winds and the tides, washing up on the beaches we could never imagine.

In that part of the book of my memory before which little can be read, there is a heading, which says: 'Incipit vita nova: Here begins the new life'.

Freedom could take you farther from what you sought, not closer.

Never skip a step. Skip a step, you'll find five more new ones waiting ahead of you.

We were meant to be focused on our purpose, and "anything personal should be left behind." Names belonged to where we had come from, not to who we were while embedded in Area X.

Although nothing has yet come out of the sea, from the ruined village figures have emerged and headed for the Tower.

Ci sarà un fuoco che conosce il tuo nome.

The time for expeditions was over.

He had come very far, this thought mixed with sadness for what lay behind, so many people with whom he'd forged such slight connections. So many people that, as he neared the end of the rocks, he wished he had known better, tried to know better. His caring for his father now seemed not like a selfless effort but something that had been for him, too, to show him what it meant to be close to someone

I had a vision of that last small expedition, the last group, setting out. Maybe it was just a dozen, maybe less. Tried to imagine it as Silvina had. Trying their best to overcome those obstacles. Each one of those individuals on an epic journey. One they never came back from. But the joy. Even then, there must have been moments of joy and of contentment on the journey. Sanctuaries and times of plenty. It wasn't just a winnowing. It was a life.

I hope to find Area X in Area X.

Wolno?? mog?a ci? oddali? od tego, czego szukasz, zamiast ci? do tego zbli?y?.

Death, as I was beginning to understand it, was not the same thing here as back across the border.

We were descending into an organism.

I knew it for an hour on the autobahn, under a gray Rhenish sky, and forgot it in your arms.

We all just want to be people, and none of us know what that really means.

I am walking forever on the path from the border to base camp. It is taking a long time, and I know it will take even longer to get back. There is no one with me. I am all by myself. The trees are not trees the birds are not birds and I am not me but just something that has been walking for a very long time…