Quotes About Voyage

I would win my way to the coast,apple-bearing Hesperian coastof which the minstrels sing,where the Lord of the Oceandenies the voyager further sailing,and fixes the solemn limit of Heavenwhich giant Atlas upholds.There the streams flow with ambrosiaby Zeus's bed of love,and holy Earth, the giver of life,yields to the gods rich blessedness.

slave rebellions occurred on approximately 10 percent of all slave ships

but leaving from Plymouth and returning to Plymouth now seems like leaving from

Žijeme naÅ¡e životy na malém ostr?vku zaslepenosti, bez povÄ›domí o temných oceánech nekone?na okolo nás. NemÄ›li bychom se snažit pÃ…â"¢íliÅ¡ rozhlížet. We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of the infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.

But the ship swept on, and the dusk hushed the hum of the day, and the first stars above blinked answers to the early fireflies on the banks as that jungle fell far behind, leaving only its fragrance as a memory that it had been.

We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage

The journey is the destination.

We travel just to travel.

The Queen Mary was the most civilized and luxurious way one could travel to America in the late 1930s.

Once the travel bug bites, there is no known antidote.

I think I am a travel junkie and I have never enjoyed anything else in my life more than travelling and going to places.

Travel. It was an intransitive verb. It didn't involve any destinations. It was going to the going's sake, to be anywhere but where you were, with motion itself as the only object.

No friend to Love like a long voyage at sea.

Traveling is, and has always been, more popular than the traveler.

Lots of travel, away from home.

Spend less time shopping, more time traveling.

To travel is to shop.

There is no unhappiness like the misery of sighting land again after a cheerful careless voyage.

When the wind is blowing and the sleet or rain is driving against the dark windows, I love to sit by the fire, thinking of what I have read in books of voyage and travel.

Love is a voyage too, a voyage with no destination except death, but a voyage of bliss.

Lust is a voyage to nowhere, to an empty land, but some men just love such voyages and never care about the destination. Love is a voyage too, a voyage with no destination except death, but a voyage of bliss.

our lives are like a voyage across an unknown sea and sometimes we get tired of calm waters and gentle winds, and we have no choice but to slam the steering oar's loom hard over and head for the grey clouds and the whitecaps and the tumult of danger.

the idea of existing beyond the patriarchal institution of faith, of withdrawing our external projection of God onto the church is almost unfathomable. . . . We think there's nothing beyond the edge. No real spirituality, no salvation, no community, no divine substance. We cannot see that the voyage will lead us to whole new continents of depth and meaning. That if we keep going, we might even come full circle, but with a a whole new consciousness.

Friendship, however begun, is a voyage of discovery, full of perils and surprizes. (quoting Letters of Herbert Hensley Henson).