Quotes About Journey

You don't know what happiness lies before you yet," said I: "you are now only in the commencement of your journey." "The best of happiness," replied he, "is mine already—the power and the will to be useful.

I have been falling for months. I have been falling into my own life, for months. And I am about to hit it now.

Every illness is not a set of pathologies but a personal story

We all live, but we don't know the why or the wherefore. We all live with the object of being happy; our lives are all different and yet the same.

I've drawn myself apart from them all; I am my own skipper and later on I shall see where I come to land

The art of living. Isn't that a funny expression?

We just wanted to get out of there, to get away and reach our destination in safety. Nothing else mattered.

What a wonderful thought it is that some of the best days of our lives haven't even happened yet.

Then there're Theseus, Oedipus, Peleus, Orpheus, Jason and Hercules all waiting to be untangled, since their various deeds are running crisscross through my mind like multicolored threads in a dress. Myron

del alma», lo más probable es que a nadie le interese. He llegado

We're all alive, but we don't know why or what for; we are all searching for happiness; we are leading lives that are different and yet the same

Let me get away, away from everything, away from this world.

We're all alive, but we don't know why or what for; we're all searching for happiness; we're all leading lives that are different and yet the same.

The road to enlightenment is long and difficult, and you should try not to forget snacks and magazines.

I wish grace and healing were more abracadabra kind of things. Also, that delicate silver bells would ring to announce grace's arrival. But no, it's clog and slog and scootch, on the floor, in the silence, in the dark.

Ram Dass, who described himself as a Hin-Jew, said that ultimately we're all just walking each other home. I love that. I try to live by it.

Anne Lamott's priest friend Tom, how to get through: Left foot, right foot, left foot, breathe, he said. Right foot, left foot, right foot, breathe. Salon April 25, 2003

You have to keep taking the next necessary stitch, and the next one, and the next. Without stitches, you just have rags. And we are not rags.

Don't underestimate this gift of finding a place in the writing world: if you really work at describing creatively on paper the truth as you understand it, as you have experienced it, with the people or material who are in you, who are asking that you help them get written, you will come to a secret feeling of honor.

I do not at all understand the mystery of grace—only that it meets us where we are but does not leave us where it found us.

I love Wendell Berry's lines that "it may be that when we no longer know what to do, we have come to our real work, and that when we no longer know which way to go, we have begun our real journey. The mind that is not baffled is not employed. The impeded stream is the one that sings.

More than any other sentence I have ever come across, I love Ram Dass's line that when all is said and done, we are all just walking each other home.

One of the gifts of being a writer is that it gives you an excuse to do things, to go places and explore. Another is that writing motivates you to look closely at life, at life as it lurches by and tramps around.

You have to be grateful whenever you get to someplace safe and okay, even if it turns out it wasn't quite where you were heading.