Quotes About Journey

Meg took a batch of forks from the drawer and turned them over and over, looking at them. "I'm all confused again." "Oh, so 'm I," Calvin said gaily. "But now at least I know we're going somewhere.

Well, then, someone just tell me how we got here! Calvin's voice was still angry and his freckles seemed to stand out on his face. Even traveling at the speed of light, it would take us years and years to get here. Oh we don't travel by the speed of anything, Mrs. Whatsit explained earnestly. We teaser. Or you might say, we wrinkle.

We are going to your father, Mrs. Which said. But where is he? Meg went over to Mrs. Which and stamped as though she were as young as Charles Wallace. Mrs. Whatsit answered in a voice that was low but quite firm. On a planet that has given in. So you must prepare to be very strong.

Only on love's terrible other side is found the place where lion and lamb abide. 'What's that? he asked sharply. something of Mado's. Marguerite Dominique de la Valeur Renier. She drew out the syllables lovingly. My husband's grandmother. Your great-great-grandmother. Love's terrible other side. The other side of the sun. You can't go around it, Theron. You have to go through it.

The answer has something to do with love. Love that has to go through darkness and pain and endurance and a stark acceptance before it can come out into the far light of the sun.

We are all strangers in a strange land.

Oh, my darling you are not dumb, her father answered. You're like Charles Wallace. Your development has to go at its own pace. It just doesn't happen to be the usual pace.

I don't know. We don't have to know everything at once. We just do one thing at a time, as it is given us to do.

We'll never leave the solar system as long as we keep on thinking of time as a river flowing from one direction into the sea.

We tend, today, to want to have a road map of exactly where we are going. We want to know whether or not we have succeeded in everything we do. It's all right to want to know—we wouldn't be human if we didn't—but we also have to understand that a lot of the time we aren't going to know.

Madeline L'engle

Much testing, much reflecting, much living must intervene before we can say, 'My soul is my own.

What's a Sinbad?

Turning, she unlocked the next door and went through it to the larger part of the

Recognize the difference between The End and An End.

The ability to take a walk from one point to the next point, that is half the battle won.

Some people, surely, die on the way to something. Then we call them the late so-and-so.

You don't start at the top if you want to find the story. You start in the middle, because it's the people in the middle who do the actual work in the world.

You don't start at the top if you want to find the story. You start in the middle, because it's the people in the middle who do the actual work in the world.

For centuries, the paesani of Roseto worked in the marble quarries in the surrounding hills, or cultivated the fields in the terraced valley below, walking four and five miles down the mountain in the morning and then making the long journey

miles down the mountain in the morning and then making the long journey back up the hill at night. Life was hard. The townsfolk were barely literate and desperately poor and without much hope for economic betterment until word reached Roseto at the end

Dis am life; some go up and some go down.

The woman is perfected. Her dead Body wears the smile of accomplishment... Her bare Feet seem to be saying: We have come so far, it is over.

she would let you stand in the second balcony, without a ticket. Carnegie Hall didn't know about it. It was just between you and Mary. It was a bit of a journey, but we would go back once or twice a month."* Friedman's mother was a Russian immigrant. She barely spoke English. But she had gone to work as a seamstress at the