Quotes About Journey

Let's go home,' Homer said, 'to Hell.

Chris says his father was born on the corner of straight and narrow...

That night in bed I was thinking about the way creeks and streams operate. They start off little, gurgling and bubbling and jumping over rocks and stuff, full of energy, going all over the place. Then they get older and bigger, become rivers, take a more definite course, stick to their path, know where they're going, get slower and wider. And eventually they reach the ocean and become part of this vast mysterious world of water that stretches away forever. Yep, just like people.

if you have blank spots instead of stories for part of your life, then that would be a pretty serious thing I think.

A life's journey is like a musical composition, born into the world from nothing, living for a time in form and structure, dancing spontaneously on the edge of chaos and order, and then finally returning. In this respect Western music tends to be more linear, Eastern music more cyclical.

I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tideIs a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied.

I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,And a gray mist on the sea's face and a gray dawn breaking.

I must down to the seas again, to the vagrantgypsy life,To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughingfellow rover,And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

Only the road and the dawn, the sun, the wind, and the rain, And the watch fire under stars, and sleep, and the road again.

All I ask is a tall ship and a star to sail her by.

Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads forth.

I must go down to the sea...to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship, and a star to steer her by......

Therefore, go forth, companion: when you find No highway more, no track, all being blind, The way to go shall glimmer in the mind. Though you have conquered Earth and Charted Sea And planned the courses of all Stars that be, Adventure on, more wonders are in Thee. Adventure on, for from the littlest clue Has come whatever worth man ever knew; The next to lighten all men may be you . . .

And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by.

Shamanic abilities are generally brought on by a personal crisis

Strange and terrible were the adventures they undertook with a merry heart

Every song I put on a record could be a single and I just pack my bags for it... and the minute it takes off, I'm not gonna be home for a while.

Everybody is a stranger, but that's the danger in going my own way.

All travel is, after all, a journey in time & in mind.... physical landscapes are a mirror of, or perhaps a key into, our inner landscape.

A man is born. He dies.

A piece of writing has to start somewhere, go somewhere, and sit down when it gets there.

Light from even a nearby star was four years old by the time it reached your eyes. Where would I be in four years? Simple: where you are. In four years I'll have reached you.

Every life contains a novel.

Satisfaction was not to be gained from finishing the task; satisfaction was to be gained from the process.