Quotes About Journey

Thus in the course of years he was known successively in Bombay, in Calcutta, in Rangoon, in Penang, in Batavia—and in each of these halting-places was just Jim the water-clerk.

N-am smuls noi, oare, navigând laolalt? pe marea nemuritoare, un sens vieÈ›ilor noastre p?c?toase? Adio, fraÈ›ilor! AÈ›i fost niÈ™te mateloÈ›i destoinici. La fel de destoinici ca oricare dintre cei care-au izbit vreodat?, urlând, în pânzele zbuciumate ale arborelui mare; sau care, leg?nându-se pe vergi, invizibili în noapte, au r?spuns chiuind la chiotele furtunii.

I descended the poop

for there is nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself...

Such were the days, still, hot, heavy, disappearing one by one into the past, as if falling into an abyss for ever open in the wake of the ship; and the ship, lonely under a wisp of smoke, held on her steadfast way black and smouldering in a luminous immensity, as if scorched by a flame flicked at her from a heaven without pity. The nights descended on her like a benediction.

Remontar ese río era como viajar a los comienzos de la creación, cuando la vegetación emergió a la tierra y los árboles fueron sus reyes.

Vagábamos por una tierra prehistórica, una tierra con el aspecto de un planeta desconocido

there is nothing mysterious to a seaman unless it be the sea itself, which is the mistress of his existence and as inscrutable as Destiny.

Al fin el tramo se abrió. Apareció una punta rocosa, montículos de tierra levantados en la orilla, casas tendidas en una colina, algunas con tejados metálicos, contra restos de excavaciones y declives.

camino se apartaba de los peñascos y torcía en presencia de un vagón de tren tirado boca abajo; una de sus ruedas faltaba, y reposaba como el cadáver de un animal desconocido

Joseph Conrad

Such were the days, still, hot, heavy, disappearing one by one into the past, as if falling into an abyss for ever open in the wake of the ship; and the ship, lonely under a wisp of smoke, held on her steadfast way black and smouldering in a luminous immensity, as if scorched by a flame flicked at her from a heaven without pity.

don't like work— no man does—but I like what is in the work, the chance to find yourself.

Those who tow'rds Acheron do not descend.

Thither went afterwards the Chosen Vessel, To bring back comfort thence unto that Faith, Which of salvation's way is the beginning.

unknown; continents

Cried out to us, Debark, here is the entrance. More than a thousand at the gates I saw Out of the Heavens rained down, who angrily Were saying, Who is this that without death Goes through the kingdom of the people dead?

La strada sarebbe stata lunga. Tutte le strade che portano dove il cuore desidera sono lunghe. Ma questa strada l'occhio della mia mente poteva vederla su una carta, professionalmente, con tutte le difficoltà e complicazioni tecniche. In fondo tutto si riduceva a questo. O si é marinai o non lo si é. Ed io dubitavo di non esserlo.

I don't like work—no man does—but I like what is in the work—the chance to find yourself.

A estrada seria longa. Todas as estradas que levam ao que o nosso coração almeja são longas

We live as we dream - alone

Follow your bliss. Find where it is and don't be afraid to follow it.

Midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straight-forward pathway had been lost

Homeward the ploughman plods his weary way. The ploughman plods his weary way homeward. Plods homeward the ploughman his weary way. His weary way the ploughman homeward plods. Homeward his weary way plods the ploughman. Plods the ploughman his weary way homeward. His weary way the ploughman plods homeward. His weary way homeward the ploughman plods. The ploughman plods homeward his weary way. The ploughman his weary way plods homeward.