Quotes About Journey

Then she compared the work we did to the peeling of an onion: "It takes a long time, and we peel the layers slowly, incrementally, transparent layers, around and around, peeling until we get to the core," then she smiled, "and there are always tears." (141)

Sometimes I felt like I was running from somewhere, but other times I felt like I was running to somewhere. (178)

New Season No coats today. Buds bulge on chestnut trees, And on the doorstep of a big, old house A young man stands and plays his flute. I watch the silver notes fly up And circle in the blue sky above the traffic, Travelling where they will. And suddenly this paving-stone Midway between my front door and the bus stop Is a starting point. From here I can go anywhere I choose.

Sometimes people think they are looking for the meaning of life, when really they are looking for an understanding of why they are here. What their purpose is, the purpose of life in general. And that's a much easier question to answer than the meaning of life.

Kau tidak pernah tahu apa yang akan kau ketahui saat membuka sebuah buku. Dan jika isinya adalah suatu cerita, kau akan tenggelam kedalamnya. Kemudian, kau akan tinggal disana beberapa saat, bukannya-kau tahu-tinggal disini.

Wherever you end up, I wish you clear skies. Always.

Because that's all life is, really, a string of moments that you knot together and carry with you.

Not all who wander are lost.

You never know what you'll learn when you open one. And if it's a story, you sort of fall into it. Then you live there for a while, instead of, you know, living here.

Life is short but it is wide.

Five years is a long time to wait. But if she could do all that when she was little, she must be able to do much more now. Maybe this time, she will find my answers. Maybe this time, she will get me home.

I don't even know where to start with the story. Leo says

Sam and Max

She didn't know how she was going to save Selkie, or where they were going to end up, or how they were going

For many Syrians, the start of a new life in Europe was the third in a succession of traumas. The trauma of war was followed by the trauma of a death-defying journey, only to be eclipsed by the trauma of disappointed expectations upon arriving in the West.

We went from Greece to Macedonia, and then to Serbia, Hungary, and Austria before reaching Germany.

In Italy we were placed in a refugee camp, but then managed to escape. We found a Syrian guy who agreed to drive us to Denmark for 500 euros per person.

Writing a novel 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. —E. L. DOCTOROW

God uniquely prepares every single parent to handle what comes through adoption.

Am I in the wrong place here, or in the wrong life? Did I not recognize, as I sat in a train that raced past a station and did not stop, that I was on the wrong train, and did I not learn from the conductor that the train would not stop at the next station, either, a hundred kilometers away, and did he not also admit to me, whispering with his hand shielding his mouth, that the train would not stop again at all?

The world reveals itself to those who travel on foot

Devotion is a train without any track that somehow never fails to make its way back.

A little sentence can contain a big story.

Going far without moving.