Quotes About Journey

Forse non riuscirò mai a voltarmi indietro completamente. Se la vita è un accumularsi di cose che, per quanto ci si sforzi, proprio non si possono spiegare, allora questo avvenimento basterebbe da solo a esaurire il mistero di una intera esistenza.

I've traveled a long way today, I often think to myself.

Dad's absence in our lives now was so complete it almost felt cruel. In six months' time, I would be in a place I'd never been before, being stimulated by lots of new experiences, continuing my journey toward the flavors of the next phase of my life.

Time expands and contracts. When it expands, it's like pitch: it folds people in its arms and holds them forever in its embrace. It doesn't let us go very easily. Sometimes you go back again to the place you've just come from, stop and close your eyes, and realize that not a second has passed, and time just leaves you there, stranded, in the darkness.

E' notte nelle strade. Mentre aspettiamo al semaforo è bello vedere la gente che passa davanti al parabrezza, impiegati, donne, giovani, vecchi, brillare alla luce dei fari. E' l'ora in cui, sotto la cupola fredda e silenziosa della notte, tutti, avvolti in maglioni e cappotti, sono diretti verso un posto caldo, chissà dove.

In retrospect, I realise that fate was a ladder on which, at the time, I could not afford to miss a single rung. To skip out on even one scene would have meant never making it to the top, although it would have been by far the easier choice. What motivated me was probably that little light still left in my half-dead heart, glittering in the darkness. Yet without it, perhaps, I might have slept better.

I love feeling the rhythm of other people's lives. It's like traveling.

By some the harbor ne'er is won, Despite the journey well begun; The storm besets, and ruin lies Where yesterday were fairest skies.

Ngh?a v? c?a m?t con ng??i tr??c Tr?i ??t là s?ng ch? không ph?i là hy sinh nó, là n?m tr?i s? ??i m?t cách ?? ngành ng?n ch? không ph?i là ch?i b?

But war was a world with no home, no roof, no comforts. A miserable journey, of endless drifting. War was a world without real men, without real women, without feeling.

If you're walking down the right path and you're willing to keep walking, eventually you'll make progress.

My family, frankly, they weren't folks who went to church every week. My mother was one of the most spiritual people I knew but she didn't raise me in the church, so I came to my Christian faith later in life and it was because the precepts of Jesus Christ spoke to me in terms of the kind of life that I would want to lead.

If you're walking down the right path and you're willing to keep walking, eventually you'll make progress.

those of us who wish to draw near to God should not be surprised when our vision goes cloudy, for this is a sign that we are approaching the opaque splendor of God. If we decide to keep going beyond the point where our eyes or minds are any help to us, we may finally arrive at the pinnacle of the spiritual journey toward God, which exists in complete and dazzling darkness.

You only need to lose track of who you are, or who you thought you were supposed to be, so that you end up lying flat on the dirt floor basement of your heart. Do this, Jesus says, and you will live.

Maybe that is the difference between pastoral counselors and spiritual directors. We go to counselors when we want help getting out of caves. We go to directors when we are ready to be led farther in. I

Seek not to follow in the footsteps of the men of old; rather, seek what they sought.1 —Gautama Buddha

Most of us spend so much time thinking about where we have been or where we are supposed to be going that we have a hard time recognizing where we actually are. When someone asks us where we want to be in our lives, the last thing that occurs to us is to look down at our feet and say, "Here, I guess, since this is where I am.

I have found things while I was lost that I might never have discovered if I had stayed on the path. I have decided to stop fighting the prospect of getting lost and engage it as a spiritual practice instead.

NOT EVERYONE is able to walk, but most people can, which makes walking one of the most easily available spiritual practices of all. All it takes is the decision to walk with some awareness, both of who you are and what you are doing. Where you are going is not as important, however counterintuitive that may seem.

Reverence requires a certain pace. It requires a willingness to take detours, even side trips, which are not part of the original plan.

You are truly, seriously lost, even though you know exactly where you are.

Danki," John said. But Naomi noticed he didn't look very happy about it. Nick pulled the van up to the ER entrance and they piled in—Naomi and Leah in

Bay of Biscay and so down the English Channel