Quotes About Journey

Distance is inspiration's best hearting.

A lifetime can be spent in a Magellanic voyage around the trunk of a single tree.

Friendship is a horizon-- which expands whenever we approach it.

The world is not a prison house; it is a spiritual kindergarten where millions of bewildered infants are trying to spell G-O-D wih the wrong blocks.

Without my protectionm your journey is doomed before you begin.' Great! I thought. Even the snake is a critic!

You bet it is!" Norelle exclaimed. "Now follow me and we'll be there before you can say my full name backward five times!" "But we don't know your full name," said Annie. Norelle chortled and grinned at Annie. "Exactly!" Annie

For whatever we lose (like a you or a me), It's always our self we find in the sea.

But as luck would have it, the distance from Marathon to Athens was greater by sea than by land. For ships had to negotiate a long spit of land easily crossed on foot. This Miltiades did. He sent a messenger ahead, who was to run as fast as he could, to warn the Athenians. This was the famous Marathon Run after which we call our race. Famous, because the messenger ran so far and so fast that all he could do was deliver his message before he fell down dead.

Writing is] like driving a car at night: you never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

Writing is like driving at night in the fog. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

Writing is an exploration. You start from nothing.

Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

He learned to read the ocean by a cupful. He also learned to regard each port of call as part of the journey and not as the destination. Every voyage begins when you do.

We are ourselves only by the sum of our failures.

It is thus, if there is any rule, that we ought to die--neither as victim nor as fanatic, but as the seafarer who can greet with an equal eye the deep that he is entering, and the shore that he must leave.

We move between two darknesses.

The ends of the earth, the depths of the sea, the darkness of time, you have chosen all three.

Let us think of people as starting life with an experience they forget and ending it with one which they anticipate but cannot understand.

They travelled for thirteen hours down-hill, whilst the streams broadened and the mountains shrank, and the vegetation changed, and the people ceased being ugly and drinking beer, and began instead to drink wine and to be beautiful.

Do you remember Italy?

You, who have just crossed the Roof of the World, will not want to hear an account of the little hills that I saw — low, colorless hills. But to me they were living and the turf that covered them was a skin, under which their muscles rippled, and I felt that those hills had called with incalculable force to men in the past, and that men had loved them. Now they sleep — perhaps for ever. They commune with humanity in dreams.

Give me life, with its struggles and victories, with its failures and hatreds, with its deep moral meaning and its unknown goal!

Every life ought to contain both a turn and a return.

It's a risk, so's everything else, and we'll only live once.