Quotes About Destination

It is God who is the source of the evolutionary force and God who is the destination ... the ultimate goal of spiritual growth is for the individual to become one with God.

We'll never leave the solar system as long as we keep on thinking of time as a river flowing from one direction into the sea.

Some people, surely, die on the way to something. Then we call them the late so-and-so.

Living a life without setting goals is like sailing a ship without a planned course. You are likely to end up somewhere you didn't intend to go!

Unless you know where you are going then you will not know how to get there.

A road often travelled has heavy traffic and you take more time to reach the destination.

The easy path will seldom lead where you need to go.

There are two types of people: those that are going somewhere and those that ain't.

As much as the destination ends the journey, so it is of the dream coming true.

Planning is deciding your destination and setting your sail so you achieve the outcomes and arrive at your intended destination in the shortest possible time.

Settling is not a destination, rather a vacation rental staring at an endless sea that dares you to cross its waves.

A plan is the transport medium which conveys a person from the station of dreams to the destination of success. Goals are the transport fees.

There are different paths to your destination. Choose your own path.

The journey is the REWARD! NOT the destination.

Once you make a journey to a near impossible destination, you get to realize how everything and anything is possible

A five-hour flight works out to three days and nights on land, by rail, from sea to shining sea. You can chalk off the hours on the back of the seat ahead. But seventy-some hours will not seem so long to you if you tell yourself first: This is where I am going to be for the rest of my natural life.

If I stopped running and stood still, I would be accepting that what I had was all I would ever have. And then I would no longer be lost, because there would nowhere else to go

knowing I had finally arrived where my life said I belonged.

Probably jet lag.

Now that I am moving, I am afraid. Where am I going?

Lillian's recurrent dream of a ship that could not reach the water, that sailed laboriously, pushed by her with great effort, through city streets, had determined her course toward the sea, as if she would give this ship, once and for all, its proper sea bed.

There follows, I am sad to say, a very long ride on a very slow road…to your final place of rest." He sighs, for he has spoken the truth for all men. Less understands: he has been assigned a poet.

There follows, I am sad to say, a very long ride on a very slow road…to your final place of rest." He sighs, for he has spoken the truth for all men.

Life was a road, and if departed from at a tangent, the longer for it. And a long road was a long life - a case where to travel was better than to arrive, the point of arrival being, after all, always the same: death.