Quotes About Journey

There was a story before and beyond Harappa. There is a story before and beyond Keeladi. This journey of a civilization is not a point to point journey. It is an unending expedition of human spirit. y?tum ?r? y?varum k???r Every town our home town, every man a kinsman - Ka?iya? P??ku??a??r

I am a passenger on the spaceship Earth.

How often I found where I should be going only by setting out for somewhere else.

The shortest distance between two points is not a very interesting journey.

It's been a pretty fun ride, to tell you the truth.

Not that her life had been unhappy, it had just not been her life at all.

Everything that has happened to me has been amazing and surprising.

The Exodus from Egypt occurs in every human being, in every era, in every year, and in every day.

I am going to seek a great perhaps; draw a curtain, the farce is played out.

I believe one has to escape oneself to discover oneself.

To write is to know that you are not at home.

I was a tourist in a bizarre land. I was home.

Fate's schedule is not always naked and clear.

Listen. Allow me to be your god. Let me take you on a journey beyond imagining. Let me tell you a story.

Satan said, You are a temp in life.

In the dualism of death and life there is a harmony. We know that the life of a soul, which is finite in its expression and infinite in its principle, must go through the portals of death in its journey to realize the infinite. It is death which is m

We cross infinity with every step; we meet eternity in every second.

The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own, and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.

These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination.

My Friend: Art thou abroad on this stormy night on thy journey of love, my friend? The sky groans like one in despair. I have no sleep tonight. Ever and again I open my door and look out on the darkness, my friend! I can see nothing before me. I wonder where lies thy path! By what dim shore of the ink-black river, by what far edge of the frowning forest, through what mazy depth of gloom art thou threading thy course to come to me, my friend?

For here rolls the sea, and even here lies the other shore waiting to be reached—yes, here is this everlasting present, not distant, not anywhere else.

All my work and all my dealings with people feel very easy. Actually, everything is simple. There is one straight road - if you open your eyes you can go along it. I don't see the need to search for all sorts of clever short cuts. Happiness and sadness are both on the road - there is no road that avoids them - but peace is found only on this road, nowhere else.

Let me think that there is one among those stars that guides my life through the dark unknown.

I leave no trace of wings in the air, but I am glad that I had my flight