Quotes About Destination

People who live on continents get into the habit of regarding the ocean as journey's end, the full stop at the end of the trek. For people who live on islands, the sea is always the beginning. It's the ferry to the mainland, the escape route from the boredom and narrowness of home.

I was making for 35 Portland Row.

Every train track is different......Jum bob was here

Long, long journey through the darkness Long, long way to go But what are miles across the ocean To the heart that's coming home?

in to the pier

We have perhaps a natural fear of ends. We would rather be always on the way than arrive. Given the means, we hang on to them and often forget the ends.

When homecoming is no longer an option, the hero must complete his journey elsewhere. Sometimes the journey isn't just leaving and returning home, it's figuring out where home even is.

Pilgrim tells us we are people who spend our lives going someplace, going to God, and whose path for getting there is the way, Jesus Christ.2

If you board the wrong train it is no use running along the corridor in the opposite direction.

Throughout the process of driving, you always have a clear idea of where you're going. If you're commuting to work, you don't give up because there's a detour in the road or you made a wrong turn. You remain thoroughly focused on getting to your destination.

Je ne sais pas où l'on va, murmura-t-il, mais ce qu'il y a de sûr, c'est qu'on y va.

I believe in my heart that the other place is waiting for those of you who are brave enough to make the journey

I have traveled so far and loved so much, and yet I am still following the Sun Trail, heading for my new hunting grounds.

It's your choice to make, Kallik. I made my choice when I left my homeland. My home is with you now. Wherever we go.

We must face our destiny. Our destiny is the path we must follow." -Cinderpelt

He kept checking the position of the sun in the sky, impatient for it to start going down so that he could be sure they were still traveling in the right direction. Where the sun touched the horizon, that was the sun-drown-place. Brambleclaw pushed away his nagging worry that they would have nothing to guide them if clouds came to hide the sun, and he hoped the good weather would hold.

She didn't know if she was running away from something or running to something, but she admitted that deep in her heart she wanted to go home.

There's a destination,a little up the road. From the habitations and the towns we know. A place we saw the lights turn low. The jig-saw jazz and the get-fresh flow

It is not the going out of port, but the coming in, that determines the success of a voyage.

Round and round and round we go and where we stop nobody knows.

Maybe the light's at the other end of the tunnel.

No amount of travel on the wrong road will bring you to the right destination.

We have not yet arrived, but every point at which we stop requires a re-definition of our destination.

According to the architect Jon Jerde, commissioned to rethink the mall in the 1980s: "Urban and suburban Americans seldom stroll aimlessly, as Europeans do, to parade and rub shoulders in a crowd. We need a destination, a sense of arrival at a definite location.