Quotes About Journey

A poor grasp of dead reckoning may have led Christopher Columbus to North America instead of India, a navigational error of about eight thousand miles.

Life has no plot. It is by far more interesting than anything you can say about it...

What is the arc of the plot of one's life? I want! I want!

Troubles are the price of adventure.

All the highway is good for is to tell you to keep moving, there's nothing to see. That's for idiots who want to go as fast as possible from one point to another. We're not doing geometry here, we're traveling. Find me. some pretty little roads that show us all there is to see.

acele buchete de flori care pornesc în c?utarea unei inimi ÅŸi nu g?sesc decât o vaz?.

Si le voyageur n'espère rien, Il ne verra que ce que voient les yeux.

es gibt gar keine Erklärung fürs Leben, man muß es einfach leben.

Tu agonises parce que tu as tout recouvert, tes émotions, tes problèmes, ton histoire. Tu ne sais pas qui tu es, donc tu ne te construit pas à partir de toi

El hombre se pasa la vida en dos sitios solamente: en su cama y en sus zapatos.

Le veritable voyage consiste toujours en la confrontation d'un imaginaire a une realite: il se situe entre ces deux mondes. Une secrete melancolie s'attache aux etres que l'on quitte apres les avoir beaucoup aimes.

Celem nie jest koniec drogi, tylko posuwanie siÄ™ naprzód. - WÅ'aÅ›nie. Nie chcÄ™ triumfowa?, chcÄ™ ?y?. - Jasne. Å»ycie nie jest ani grÄ…, ani meczem, bo gdyby tak byÅ'o, byliby tacy, co wygrali.

Le but, ce n'est pas le bout du chemin, c'est le cheminement.

Exist? secrete pe care nu trebuie s? le p?trunzi, ci doar s? le frecventezi: compania lor te face mai bun.

Celem nie jest koniec drogi, tylko posuwanie siÄ™ naprzód.

Znów idÄ™ ciemnym korytarzem. Na podeÅ›cie dociera do mnie, co od niedawna przypomina mi to miejsce: mieszkanie ma taki sam rozkÅ'ad jak moje, pokoje w amfiladzie, biurko w gÅ'Ä™bi. Jest niejako jego pustym bli?niakiem. Zabawne...

Né quelque part où il ne fallait pas, j'ai voulu en partir ; réclamant le statut de réfugié, j'ai dégringolé d'identité en identité, migrant, mendiant, illégal, sans-papiers, sans-droits, sans-travail ; le seul vocable qui me définit désormais est clandestin.

You compose a question and then you just start walking. Concentrate on each step. Don't think too far ahead and don't think about where you have been. But consider closely how one step leads to another. Contemplate connections and links. Immerse yourself in the pattern.

There are many paths to many answers. Some paths must be walked alone but other journeys cannot begin unless one has a companion of the heart.

Of course I won't go alone. I shall take my maid." "No," Sebastian said. "You will take me.

I think I'm past the age of getting lost.

There was no magical key, no way to run or hide from my legacy. This was the life that had been given to me. What I made of it was up to me.

This was the life that had been given to me. What I made of it was up to me. I

In a road-mender's hut near Vézelay they found a message scrawled on the wall: "La vie est un desert, la femme un chameau. Pour voir le desert il faut monter sur le chameau." ("Life is a desert, woman is a camel. If you want to see the desert you have to ride the camel.")