Quotes About Journey

Whenever we roam be beside me. When you're allone. When you go. When no one comes along. And for all we Wander. Encounter and open Allways curl up with me. Give me pain, past and fury. Betray my way. I won't abandon you.-

I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote something, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum'things has always been and always will be you. I miss you.

I was twelve miles from no where.

Å¿tairs! We haue found Å¿tairs!

We did not just go to the stars. We became the stars.

motionless, finally, after how many hours, how many days, at a loss where to go. All directions leading to the same place anyway. Its own end.

there's no second ive lived you can't call your own

for where else could we have really gone?

You alone must find the way. No one else can help you. Every way is different. And if you do lose yourself at least take solace in the absolute certainty that you will perish.

I lost sight of those dreams.

dozens of hours just blinking by, lost in the twist of so many dangerous sentences.

And if one day you find yourself passing by that house, don't stop, don't slow down, just keep going. There's nothing there. Beware.

leaving me with absolutely no sound way to determine where the hell I'm going, though right now going to hell seems like a pretty sound bet.

a story I've already lived and really don't need to retell here.

which is another story, another place I'm here to avoid, as I'm certain there are places you too have sought to avoid.

I'd rather chase the sun than wait for it.

What would you do if you were me? Tell me. Please tell me! But you're far from this. Your fingers turn the strangeness of these pages that somehow connect my life to yours. Your eyes are safe. The story is just another few hundred pages of your mind. For me, it's here. It's now. I have to go through with this, considering the cost at every turn. Nothing will be the same.

The book thief has struck for the first time – the beginning of an illustrious career.

I traveled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.

At first, all is black and white. Black on white. That's where I'm walking, through pages. These pages. Sometimes it gets so that I have one foot in the pages and the words, and the other in what they speak of.

The water crumbles on it's way down as my hands and feet push me forward. The world is lightening, taking shape, and turning to color. It feels like it's being painted around me.

I'm gonna hunt my life down and grab it.

He left Himmel Street wearing his hangover and a suit.

For two days I went about my business. I travelled the globe as always, handing souls to the conveyor belt of eternity.