Quotes About Compass

Their hearts began to swell with the pity that one feels for a fellow being who has lost both his way and his sense of purpose.

Stories provide a map that can help navigate the bumps in the road. (p.32)

You don't need to be perfect. What's important is that you have a path to follow, a path of love. If we get lost in a forest and we don't have a compass at night, we can look at the North Star in order to go north, to get out. Your purpose is to get out of the forest, it's not to arrive at the North Star.

You must navigate by means of your own natural compass." "And if my compass is broken?" "Then you must learn to compensate. Sail a little crooked, make adjustments, but you must set your own course, or the journey is meaningless." (page 357)

There I am in my younger days, star gazing Painting picture perfect maps Of how my life and love would be Not counting the unmarked paths of misdirection My compass, faith in love's perfection I missed ten million miles I should have seen.

Como la aguja de una brújula apunta siempre al norte, así el dedo acusador de un hombre apunta siempre a una mujer

Emergencies have always been necessary to progress. It was darkness which produced the lamp. It was fog that produced the compass. It was hunger that drove us to exploration. And it took a depression to teach us the real value of a job.

The needle of our conscience is as good a compass as any.

The needle of his moral compass had swung madly without direction. Fueled by the terror of being prey, how quickly he himself had become a predator, with no reservations about smashing Bobbin to death. He'd

Coriolanus thought about what it had felt like to be in the arena, where there were no rules, no laws, no consequences to one's actions. The needle of his moral compass had swung madly without direction. Fueled by the terror of being prey, how quickly he himself had become a predator, with no reservations about smashing Bobbin to death. He'd transformed, all right, but not into anything he was proud of.

Humanity is lost because people have abandoned using their conscience as their compass.

My heart is a compass, and it always leads me back to you.

HALFWAY down a by-street of one of our New England towns stands a rusty wooden house, with seven acutely peaked gables, facing towards various points of the compass, and a huge, clustered chimney in the midst.

I'm very disappointed in my country right now, because I think we've kind of lost our moral compass.

When you're going into an employment environment that looks pretty scary, it is easy to lose your moral compass, your decency, your sense of civility and your sense of community.

The right moral compass is trying hard to think about what customers want.

Denouncing Nazis is the easiest thing in the world: All it requires is a modicum of historical perspective and a working moral compass.

A nation cannot be truly great without a moral compass.

Our moral compass - it's always been Judeo-Christian.

We must be born with an intuition of mortality. Before we know the word for it. Before we know that there are words. Out we come, bloodied and squalling, with the knowledge that for all the points of the compass, there's only one direction. And time is its only measure.

Betelgeuse, Achenar. Orion. Aquila. Centre the Cross and you have a steady compass. But there's no compass for my ever disoriented soul, only ever beckoning ghost lights. In the one sure direction, to the one sure end.

Learn this now and learn it well. Like a compass facing north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman. Always. You remember that, Mariam.

A tower of illusion, all of it, made of illusory bricks and full of holes. If life were made up only of imporant things, it really would be a dangerous house of glass, scarcely to be handled carelessly. But everyday life was exactly like the headlines. And so everybody, knowing the meaninglessness of existence, sets the centre of his compass at his own home.

We are experiencing hyperpartisanship. Paradoxically, it is confusion within each camp—not certainty—that fuels the vehemence. It is because each side can't see its own compass clearly that makes it so distrustful and defiant whenever the other side suggests a direction.