Quotes About Pilgrimage

Fullness to such a burden is That go on pilgrimage; Here little, and hereafter bliss, Is best from age to age.

I think she was just travelling. I don't think she had any idea of finding whoever it was she was following.

In the country where I'm traveling - Tibet - people believe if they walk long distances to holy places, it purifies the bad deeds they've committed. They believe the more difficult the journey, the greater the depth of purification.

the 25,000-foot peak of Gurla Mandhata; less striking, but far more famous, was the sacred Mount Kailas, 3,000 feet lower, which stands in majestic isolation apart from the Himalaya range. When we first caught sight of it our Tibetans prostrated themselves and prayed. For Buddhists and Hindus this mountain is the home of their gods and the dearest wish of all the pious is to visit it as pilgrims once in their lives.

Perhaps a stable order can only be established on earth if man always remains accurately conscious that his condition is that of a traveller.

The Wizard of Oz, a master narrative of the questing journey, not only tells us that there will be disenchantment with the object of the quest, disenchantment perhaps built into any relationship that is based on idealization, but also stresses that what the seeker is really looking for is to be found in herself. Indeed, it is a cliché of the pilgrimage that it fundamentally involves the universal quest for the self.

The further from home you wander, the closer you get to Siberia.

Few men know how to live. We grow up at random, carrying into mature life the merely animal methods and motives which we had as little children. And it does not occur to us that all this must be changed; that much of it must be reversed; that life is the finest of the Fine Arts; that it has to be learned with life-long patience, and that the years of our pilgrimage are all too short to master it triumphantly.

Our feet have reached the holy places, but our hearts may not have done so.

Much sand has run out since then, many recollections of the past have faded from my memory or become blurred in indistinct visions, and poor Grisha himself has long since reached the end of his pilgrimage; but the impression which he produced upon me, and the feelings which he aroused in my breast, will never leave my mind. O truly Christian Grisha, your faith was so strong that you could feel the actual presence of God; your love so great that the words fell of themselves from your lips.

The only time we can attract a crowd is for some pilgrimage up some god-damned holy mountain to chase the snakes and banshees out of the country.

and I abroad, and there I searched

A pilgrimage is a journey undertaken in the light of a story. A great event has happened; the pilgrim hears the reports and goes in search of the evidence, aspiring to be an eyewitness. The pilgrim seeks not only to confirm the experience of others firsthand but to be changed by the experience.

All serious travelers arrive at this doubting, why-bother juncture, stalling on the road, sometime or other.

We are all pilgrims in search of the unknown.

Even if I were not able to find my sword, the pilgrimage along the Road to Santiago was going to help me to find myself.

You see, during my pilgrimage it became increasingly apparent that I wasn't happy and I had to do something about it - stop making excuses. I realized that you don't have to jump through a series of complicated hoops to achieve a goal. You can just look at a mountain and get a connection with God; you don't have to understand the mountain to feel that.

The feet of labourers, pilgrims and explorers smoothed these stones. The stones were changed and the travellers were too.

Much of my writing has taken the form of a pilgrimage: to sacred places that represent the best of America, to musicians and other artists who represent the best of their art.

There is no resting place in the joy and triumph of the resurrection; we have always to return to the beginning in Galilee and advance forward again to the cross. It is a continual pilgrimage

Life is essentially one long search for an ashtray.

My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand To smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.

A c?l?tori nu pentru a ajunge, ci pentru a c?l?tori, pentru a ajunge cât mai târziu posibil, pentru a nu ajunge, dac? se poate, niciodat?.

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