Quotes About Journey

In every childhood there is a door that closes. Only real love waits while we journey through our grief. That is the real trustworthiness between people. In all the epics, in all the stories that have lasted through many lifetimes, it is always the same truth: love must wait for wounds to heal. It is this waiting we must do for each other, not with a sense of mercy, or in judgment, but as if forgiveness were a rendezvous. How many are willing to wait for another in this way?

Time is a blind guide.

Marriage should, I think, always be a little hard and new and strange. It should be breaking your shell and going into another world, and a bigger one.

Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone. His own burden in his own way.

There are no signposts in the sky to show a man has passed that way before. There are no channels marked. The flier breaks each second into new uncharted seas.

I shall pass Dawn on her way to earth, as I seek for a path through space.

A journey through all the nooks and crannies of the human experience, spiritual inquiry is the effort to connect with a larger reality, to master the self and its endless puzzles and boundaries. It's the never-ending asking, What is this? What's the point?

Now I am going back And I have ripped my hand From your hand as I said I would And I have made it this far ...

The future is a fog that is still hanging out over the sea, a boat that floats home or does not.

How you choose to lose yourself matters. Trust me, it's all in the 'how'. It matters a lot.

I'd won the world but like a forsaken explorer, I'd lost my map.

I seem to be a ship that is sailing out of my own life.

Sun, you hammer of yellow,  you hat on fire,  you honeysuckle mama,  pour your blonde on me!  Let me laugh for an entire hour  at your supreme being, your Cadillac stuff,  because I've come a long way  from Brussels sprouts. 

Grief can't be shared. Everyone carries it alone, his own burdens, his own way.

I live so I can live more than one life in more than one place.

Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the wrong person.

She'd been to Narnia, Wonderland, Hogwarts, Dictionopolis. She had tessered, fallen through the rabbit hole, crossed the ice bridge into the unknown world beyond.

There were so many Jacks she had known, and he had known so many Hazels. And maybe she wasn't going to be able to know all the Jacks that there would be. But all the Hazels that ever would be would have Jack in them, somewhere.

This is what happens on journeys—the things you find are not necessarily the things you had gone looking for.

The apprentice's name was Wolf, because sometimes the universe is an unsubtle place.

CHAPTER 1 Charlotte

I don't want to get to the end of my life and find that I just lived the length of it. I want to live the width of it as well.

Thank Goodness I have walked in circles long enough to wear the soles of my shoes so thin that the diamonds on which I stand can now get my attention

J?s einat per savo dykum?. Aš einu per savo. Ken?iam kas sau, kovojam su savo demonais, o vienatv? kaip tik mus suartina.