Quotes About Journey

From girl to woman to who I am now, from love to anger to this cold marrow, from fire to shelter to fire.

I shall not walk your ways again.

When is a pilgrim like a photograph? When the blend of acids and sentiment is just right.

Like two particles in a complex sentence we sit side by side moving forward, eyes on the road. Parataxis is a charged instant of language cold on the surface, unexplained underneath.

Pilgrims were people in scientific exile.

Proust Sonras? denen çöle bir kez ad?m at?nca, bu türden listeler yapmak bulabileceÄŸiniz en büyük eÄŸlenceler aras?nda.

Es un secreto a voces, entre los peregrinos y otros teóricos de esta vida viajera, que te vuelves adicto al horizonte

then he met Herakles and the kingdoms of his life all shifted down a few notches

To be running breathlessly, but not yet arrived, is itself delightful, a suspended moment of living hope.

Here we go mother on the shipless ocean. Pity us, pity the ocean, here we go.

A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.

All our paths lead to death.

Our spiritual journey is—or ought to be—a deepening realization of the possibility of sainthood in all of us.

The path your words make as you herd them across the page is the only viable route, after all.

Books wrote our life story, and as they accumulated on our shelves (and on our windowsills, and underneath our sofa, and on top of our refrigerator), they became chapters in it themselves.

Yesterday, when we were packing, Julius asked me, "If you could rub Tulip out of your past life, would you do it?" And I had to shake my head. I can't regret the times we had together. Sometimes I worry I won't have times like that again, that there will be no lit nights, no incandescent days. But I know it's not true. There can be colour in a million ways. I know I'll find it on my own.

Living your life is a long and doggy business. . . . And stories and books help. Some help you with the living itself. Some help you just take a break. The best do both at the same time.

God is in the darkness and God is in the wilderness. I now know that by personal experience.

but were actually heroes: people who, having lost their moorings in the inauthentic world we call normal life, were now on a perilous journey to discover what the world might be like without the masks of false consciousness that the rest of us habitually wear.

forty-plus years did not. She had more

My coming to faith did not start with a leap but rather a series of staggers from what seemed like one safe place to another. Like lily pads, round and green, these places summoned and then held me up while I grew. Each prepared me for the next leaf on which I would land, and in this way I moved across the swamp of doubt and fear.

E.L. Doctorow said once said that 'Writing a novel is like driving a car at night. You can see only as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.' You don't have to see where you're going, you don't have to see your destination or everything you will pass along the way. You just have to see two or three feet ahead of you. This is right up there with the best advice on writing, or life, I have ever heard.

Hold a book in your hand and you're a pilgrim at the gates of a new city.

Hold a book in your hand and you're a pilgrim at the gates of a new city.