Quotes About Journey

In books I have traveled, not only to other worlds, but into my own.

Um das zu sehen, worauf es ankommt, muss man bleiben wollen. Unmerklich verhüllten sich alle Städte für die, die sie nur zum Durchziehen brauchen.

Now Rosie smiled to herself as she gazed around her at the bustle of human traffic around the station, each person with their own story, their own dreams. She had done all right. She'd come a long way. Her mother and father would have been proud.

I didn't write. I just wandered about.' Martha Gelhorn, novelist and journalist

Ali's phone call to me three years ago changed my life and put me on the road to where I am now. For that I will always be grateful.

It is often while travelling through the dark that you find the ones who shine brightest in your life. For they are the ones who remind you of your own beautiful light and show up, without a second thought, in your pain, as well as your glory.

The war ended the way a passage through a tunnel ends," wrote the Czech memoirist Heda Kovály. "From far away you could see the light ahead, a gleam that kept growing, and its brilliance seemed ever more dazzling to you huddled there in the dark the longer it took to reach it. But when at last the train burst out in the glorious sunshine, all you saw was a wasteland full of weeds and stones, and a heap of garbage."8

From far away you could see the light ahead, a gleam that kept growing, and its brilliance seemed ever more dazzling to you huddled there in the dark the longer it took to reach it. But when at last the train burst out in the glorious sunshine, all you saw was a wasteland full of weeds and stones, and a heap of garbage.

Life is here only to be lived so that we can, through life, earn the right to death, which to me is paradise. Whatever it is that will bring me the reward of paradise, I will do the best I can.

Life is here only to be lived so that we can, through life, earn the right to death, which to me is paradise. Whatever it is that will bring me the reward of paradise, I'll do the best I can.

Forgiveness doesn't work that way. You may want to forgive, but you can't do it yet. Forgiving someone can take weeks, months, years. Sometimes it takes a lifetime.

The courtyard kept changing, dazzling her with the flowers that bloomed between one day and the next, with the bare branches of trees that were swollen with the buds of new leaves and then fuzzed with green. Every day, she drove a familiar road through a new place.

The heart's need to make its journey through life calls to us. Some hearts will back away from the journey, too fearful to leave the familiar even though it withers. Others wills leap forward and never look back, bruising the hearts left behind. Pain will force some to begin the journey. For others, love will be a beacon that keeps them moving forward.

It felt like forever, and since I hadn't gone back inside the house to get my wristwatch before we headed out, time was measured by how it felt.

Let your heart travel lightly. Because what you bring with you becomes part of the landscape.

Consider what a romantic expedition you are on take notes.

You must go back with me to the autumn of 1827.

Because the road is rough and long, Shall we despise the skylark's song?

Sometimes a journey makes itself necessary.

To live past the end of your myth is a perilous thing.

Now I think it is true to say of the road, and also of God, that it does not move. At the same time, it is everywhere. It has a language, but not one I know. It has a story, but I am in it. So are you. And to realize this is a moment of some sadness. When we are denied a story, a light goes off. I am asking you to study the dark.

We live by waters breaking out of the heart.

to carry one's own door will make a person clumsy, tired and strange on the other hand, it may come in useful if you go places that don't have an obvious way in, like normality or an obvious way out, like the classic double bind

My religion makes no sense and does not help me therefore I pursue it.