Quotes About Navigation

A working brain is probably a lot like a map, where anybody can get from one place to another on the freeways. It's the nonworking brains that get blocked, that have dead ends, that are under construction like mine.

A working brain is probably a lot like a map, where anybody can get from one place to another on the freeways.

A working brain is probably a lot like a map, where anybody can get from one place to another on the freeways. It's the nonworking brains that get blocked, that have dead ends, that are under construction like mine.

People who navigate by the stars know that the altitude of Polaris you observe is equal to your latitude on Earth.

Take America's Global Positioning System, GPS—two dozen satellites in orbit at about 12,500 miles above Earth, more than fifty times higher than ordinary low-Earth-orbit satellites

T]o divine the direction on a calm sea may prove more difficult than to chart a course through tempestuous waters, where the violence of the elements imparts inspiration through the need for survival."25

It was extraordinary living in Mumbai, navigating my course, understanding how to manage my finances on my own, mapping out my daily expenses.

A name indicates what we seek. An address indicates where it is. A route indicates how we get there.

I don't know how it works with the Jews, but here in Beit Safafa, as in every self-respecting Arab community that is respected in turn by the state, there are no street names and no house numbers.

How beautiful the world is, and how ugly labyrinths are,' I said, relieved. 'How beautiful the world would be if there was a procedure for moving through labyrinths,' my master replied.

Sólo el bibliotecario, además de saber, está autorizado a moverse por el laberinto de los libros, sólo él sabe dónde encontrarlos y dónde guardarlos, sólo él es responsable de su conservación...

How beautiful the world is, and how ugly labyrinths are, I said, relieved. How beautiful the world would be if there were a procedure for moving through labyrinths, my master replied.

Every choice changed the road you were on and it was too easy to end up going in the wrong direction.

And if that is the Foremast, what do you think that sail might be called, Mr. Wheeler?" "The Foresail?" "Very good, Mr. Wheeler, and the next one up would be called..." ..."The Next Sail, Sir?" "Alas, no, Mr. Wheeler.

If this were a book or movie, she thought, she'd be able to read the stars and get her bearings. Characters always had just the right random skill set to master the situation at hand. Like, Thank god for that summer on an uncle's smuggling boat and the handsome deckhand who taught me celestial navigation. Ha.

Saved from war by poor navigation?

How often did this happen to people, this not knowing where in the world you were?

Ruza and Thyon] hardly heard [Calixte], because a breeze had caused the Lady Spider to yaw just enough that Thyon's shoulder came to rest against Ruza's, and he left it there, and that took all their focus as Calixte navigated into the new skyship hangar.

The sky was a road and the stars made pathways; the moon was a watchtower, a lighthouse that led you home.

It's hard to find a particular place when you don't one hundred percent know you're even looking for it,

That's what a map is, you know. Just a memory.

What is a map, but a thing that gets you where you're going? -Mr. Map

The Glasshobs built it to keep an eye on the stars, who have a tendency to run off on adventures and forget about how much we down-below folks need to navigate and cast horoscopes and meet lovers on balconies.

Life is funny isn't it? Just when you think you've got it all figured out, just when you finally begin to plan something, get excited about something, and feel like you know what direction you're heading in, the paths change, the signs change, the wind blows the other way, north is suddenly south, and east is west, and you're lost. It is so easy to lose your way, to lose direction. And that's with following all the signposts