Quotes About Direction

There is an old joke about a nearsighted man who has lost his keys late at night and is looking for them by the light of a street lamp. Another person comes along and offers to help him look but asks him, "Are you sure this is where you lost them?" He answers, "No, but this is where the light is.

Sometimes success isn't about making the right decision, it's more about making some decision.

the purpose of life is the life of purpose

The roots may spread out like a map, but a map only helps if you know where you want to go.

But the world has a way of guiding your steps

I worry who will get to the crossroads first, who will make the choices for us all.

A compass: "To find your new path.

Like the stars themselves, the words can guide us back home.

The fork in the road stands atop a hill. To the left the path is soft and green and spangled with dew. You want to go barefoot. The path to the right is ordinary pavement, deceptively smooth at first, but then it drops out of sight into the hazy distance. Just over the horizon, it is buckled with heat, broken to jagged shards.

My favorite prayer is, 'Dear God. I'll pedal if You'll steer.

have an exit strategy. Just in case your current plan doesn't work, always know what your endgame is and where you're going next.

Dear God. I'll pedal if You'll steer.

The girl laughs. It's a harsh sound. "Lady, if you're looking for the suburbs, you already made like, four wrong turns.

let's go downstairs.

It's said that great sorrow is no more than a reflection of one's capacity for great joy. I see it from the opposite direction. I'm happy, but there's an empty space inside me that will never stop suffering from the loss of Yan-yeh.

Fate sent you in one direction, Destiny sent me in another.

walking straight toward the table like

I said it because it's true. It's the way

Forward momentum only worked as a strategy if one had correctly identified which way was forward.

Achievement is devastating, or at least disorienting, and they don't warn you in advance. It's the sudden change of momentum and direction, I think.

Good God, Enrique was writing poetry to her? Yes, and why hadn't he thought of poetry? Besides the obvious reason of his absence of talent in that direction. He wondered if she'd like to read a really clever combat-drop mission plan, instead. Sonnets, damn. All he'd ever come up with in that line were limericks. He

Head in the direction you wish to arrive. Don't divert or divide yourself for a degree in English (unless you want to be a teacher) or articles in the local paper (unless you want to be a journalist). You become a fiction writer by writing fiction.

Not one, she realized with a chill, was staring at her as though she had gone mad. They were all staring at her as though she was going to tell them what to do next.

I could take over the universe with this army if I could ever get all their weapons pointed in the same direction.