Quotes About Journey

Sometimes it take courage to leave.

Her face was a map I'd like to trace. I'd love to see where it would take me. And I'd love to see where she had been.

As his partner on this amazing journey, I can tell you Mitt Romney was not handed success. He built it.

You cannot step over a mountain," she told me, "but if you step over pebble by pebble, you'll look back and the mountain will be behind you.

There's a story unfolding with a definite beginning and an eventual end, and even though we can't begin to imagine what the whole plot is, and we can hardly even see beyond the present moment, someday we're going to see and understand all of it. For now, we trust. Later, we'll know.

It is not over, this birthing. There are always newer skies into which God can throw stars.

People can't just listen to the music and have their own imagination and take them where they wanna go.

We imagine we are free agents, but possibly do not realize how steadily Fate moves us along the road we think we have chosen.

I, like a river, Have been diverted by the ruthless era. My life was switched. It flows Into another channel, past strange lands, And I no longer recognize my shores.

All promised him to me: The heaven's edge, dark and kind, And lovely Christmas sleep And multi-ringing Easter wind, And the red branches of a twig, And waterfalls inside a park, And two dragonflies On rusty iron of a bulwark. And I could not disbelieve, That he'll befriend me all alone When on the mountain slopes I went Along hot pathway made of stone.

When the past and the present converge to make us who we are today, there is no escaping destiny.

I like trains. I like their rhythm, and I like the freedom of being suspended between two places, all anxieties of purpose taken care of: for this moment I know where I am going.

Ten days is time enough to die, to be born, to fall in love and to go mad. Ten days is a very long time.

I am a woman on her way to eat cake.

Il problema della vita è che puoi procedere solo alla cieca, in un'unica direzione. La memoria ha delle idee tutte sue; carpisce elementi da gni quando e cerca di metterli insieme. Ti sorprende da tutte le angolazioni, con tutto quello che sei venuto a sapere in seguito, e ti comunica le novità.

Il problema della vita è che puoi procedere solo alla cieca, in un'unica direzione. La memoria ha delle idee tutte sue; carpisce elementi da ogni quando e cerca di metterli insieme. Ti sorprende da tutte le angolazioni, con tutto quello che sei venuto a sapere in seguito, e ti comunica le novità.

Se pasó todo el trayecto pensativo, contemplando la noche por la ventanilla... Se había enamorado.

I cried from the Place de l'Etoile to the Place de Clichy. I cried all the way across Paris. I cried for my life.

We find what we have been told to search for;

The sight of the wall of water outside reassured me, giving me the idea that it made very little difference whether I stayed with her, or set out alone on my journey that had neither visible starting point nor destination. It didn't matter: since, however closely I became involved with another existence, my own world would always remain secret, inaccessible and shut-off; nobody would ever see me, except as a dim, changeable, wavering shadow, through its impenetrable, semi-opaque walls.

Perhaps somewhere in the universe there was a touchstone that she had never found, perhaps there was a clue that would make everything simple and clear--if only she knew where to look....

Then he looked over the sea and there were islands it seemed, and then a great migration of birds thickened the air and he was in a rushing of wings, the wings beat so dark and fast round him he felt dizzy like falling and the moon disappeared. And then it was clear again, brilliant moonlight, and there, ahead, bright as day, were all the small islands, Cape Promise, and the bay of Mairangi, wide, still, unbelievably peaceful under the full moon. And then he did know where he was going.

figuring out who you are is the whole part of the human exprience

Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.