Quotes About Direction

Thy word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path.

You are the handicap you must face. You are the one who must choose your place.

All I had to do was keep turning left.

Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.

The reward of the general is not a bigger tent, but command.

There are two kinds of stones, as everyone knows, one which rolls.

The past is a guidepost, not a hitching post.

Reappraise the past, reevaluate where we've been, clarify where we are, and predict or anticipate where we are headed.

Unhappiness is not knowing what we want and killing ourselves to get it.

Where there is no vision, the people perish.

When there is no vision, people perish.

Fair weather cometh out of the north.

Writing has power, but its power has no vector. Writers can stir the mind, but they can't direct it. Time changes things, God changes things, the dictators change things, but writers can't change anything.

I do beseech you to direct your efforts more to preparing youth for the path and less to preparing the path for the youth.

A dog has four legs but can't run on four paths at the same time.

A man can fool you with his mind, and his Soul and his Heart, but if you follow his feet you will pretty near find out where he is going.

Within every man and woman is a force that directs and controls the entire course of life.

Nije važno koliko ?ovek vremena uštedi, nego šta s tim ušte?enim vremenom radi; ako ga na zlo upotrebi, onda bi bolje bilo da ga nema. Nije glavno pitanje da li ?ovek brzo ide, nego kud ide i po kakvom poslu.

If you don't have a vision you're going to be stuck in what you know. And the only thing you know is what you've already seen. But a vision that grows inside of you, a vision that wakes with you, sleeps with you, moves with you, a vision that you can tap into on your worst, worst, worst day, the vision will pull you forward.

He couldn't lead himself out of a room made of doors.

targets destroyed, the training, the discipline, the hours of study, all led to this moment. This cold, bright afternoon in January 2061 marked the true beginning. A clear mind and cool blood. The apprentice knew these elements were as vital as skill, as wind direction, humiture, and speed. Under the cool blood lived an eagerness ruthlessly suppressed. The mentor had arranged all. Efficiently, and with an attention to detail that was also vital. The room in the clean, middle-class hotel

I want to give someone a job. Doing what? That's the thing. I don't know. And actually, I want YOU to give someone a job. His eyebrows rose. You want me to give someone a job doing... you don't know what? What's the point of having somebody who employs half the planet anyway if you can't say, 'Give this girl a job'?

In a world of chance is there a better and a worse? We yield to a stranger's embrace or give ourselves to the waves; for the blink of an eyelid our vigilance relaxes; we are asleep; and when we awake, we have lost the direction of our lives. What are these blinks of an eyelid, against which the only defence is an eternal and inhuman wakefulness? Might they not be the cracks and chinks through which another voice, other voices, speak in our lives? By what right do we close our ears to them?

También quiere que ella le diga qué hacer consigo mismo: si ha de seguir saliendo todas las mañanas a hacer el reparto y tumbarse por las tardes en la cama a descansar y escuchar la radio y (cada vez más a menudo) beber, y luego quedarse dormido y dormir el sueño de los muertos durante ocho, nueve o hasta diez horas; o bien si ha de salir al mundo y hacer algo del todo distinto.