Quotes About Journey

i want to hear what's happened to you, she said evenly after a while. she gestured in the direction, down river, of the butcher shop. it's just that there is nowhere else to start, she said gently. niether of us is the same. but i'm different because of small, good, manageable things. you're different because ... things i don't know.

Here I am Where I ought to be

We would all be together on the journey then, our destination the village at the end of the road where people gamble day and night but never lose their money, eat but never fill their stomachs, drink but never leave their minds.

Because we shared the loneliness that was one shape. Because I knew that in her old age she shared that same boat, where I had labored. She crested and sank in dark waves. Those waves were taking her onward, through night, through day, the water beating and slashing across her unknown path. She struggled to continue. She was traveling hard, and death was her light.

I'm glad I made the trip.

the Erie Railroad, to travel to Kane, a scenic spot in western

For this reason, I have stressed his evangelical Baptism as the passkey that unlocks many mysteries of his life.

I have learned that I cannot see into a person's heart to know his spiritual condition. All I can do is tell the jagged tale of my own spiritual journey and declare that my life has been the better for having followed Christ.

Since I don't know where I'm going, I guess I'm in no real hurry to get there.

I don't know where I am.

I listened to time clicking like hooves on pavement. But time isn't something you can rein in. It moves on without pause, taking us with it no matter how much we wish it otherwise.

The world lies all before us.

He was like a man who stands upon a hill above the town he has left, yet does not say 'The town is near,' but turns his eyes upon the distant soaring ranges, Thomas Wolfe declares at the end of Look Homeward, Angel, and those words I spoke aloud to the bathroom mirror that summer, and thought of Wolfe in New York, writing between journeys to the West, and of Hemingway traveling from Paris cafés to African veldts. "YOU'RE

Reading a book is like life: you live it one page at a time.

It matters greatly not only that we birth and die but how we birth and die.

The crew of the space shuttle Challenger honored us by the manner in which they lived their lives. We will never forget them, nor the last time we saw them, this morning, as they prepared for their journey and waved good-bye and 'slipped the surly bonds of earth' to 'touch the face of God.

IF I'D GOTTEN THE JOB I WANTED at Montgomery Ward, I suppose I would never have left Illinois. I've often wondered at how lives are shaped by what seem like small and inconsequential events, how an apparently random turn in the road can lead you a long way from where you intended to go—and a long way from wherever you expected to go.

He will go to sea, where there are no emperor, no wars.

A veces tengo la sensación de que uno se mueve en la vida dando siempre vueltas por los mismos lugares

Hay un momento en que todo viaje se convierte en una pesadilla»;

What I do shows me what I am seeking.

Ya lo señaló la formidable (y depresiva) Clarice Lispector: «La vocación es diferente del talento. Se puede tener vocación y no tener talento. Es decir, se puede ser llamado sin saber cómo ir».

Agg'ié nagné 'eggins anyg nein'yié. [What I do shows me what I am seeking.] —Sulagnés, artist from the planet Gnío

Es un runrún creativo que te acompaña mientras conduces, cuando paseas al perro, mientras estás en la cama intentando dormir. Uno escribe todo el rato.