Journey Quotes - Page 6

You were born to journey in the direction of your purpose. Anything that halts your progress is contrary to your design.

We all have a " someone " who we carry in our hearts sometimes for an entire lifetime. That one that just doesn't fully remove itself from your journey, reminded at coffee shops through scent and character of a stranger, or a song that you once shared. Years can go by without a thought and then one day you are reminded and it all comes crashing back. The one that could have been, the one that you never knew exactly how to say goodbye to. The one you wish to meet first in another life.

My father knew our way mile by mile; by day or by night, he knew where we were. Everything that changed under our eyes, in the flying countryside, was the known world to him, the imagination to me. Each in our own way, we hungered for all this: my father and I were in no other respect or situation so congenial.

...people don’t take trips—trips take people.

The only impossible journey is the one you never begin.

If you have strength, why won’t you work?

God will make straight paths.

Old religious dogma attempts to convince you that you are on a journey to God, then makes you pay tolls along that roadway.

Everything we perceive to be solid and static is made up of almost entirely empty space.

Walk on the sacred path.

Explore, Dream & Discover are 3 secrets which the time traveler is unaware. They demystify as the journey advances!

It's funny how, in this journey of life, even though we may begin at different times and places, our paths cross with others so that we may share our love, compassion, observations, and hope. This is a design of God that I appreciate and cherish.

So is death a journey? Is it to another place?" she asked. "Is it another planet?""Many have wondered this very question,"replied rovender. "But there is an old Caerulan saying: When your journey reaches its destination here, may you walk on through the memories of those still with us.

There comes . . . a longing never to travel again except on foot.

It's important for someone who could play the game - and win - to say: 'the game isn't worth shit.

I walk in my own path.

When I started to climb, the sky seemed to be sunny and blue. But being up here on the oak tree it is cloudy and foggy.

The people he met, the places he passed, were all steps in his journey, and he kept a place inside his heart for each of them.

Seeing death as the end of life is like seeing the horizon as the end of the ocean.

If I were to be brutally honest with myself, how often is my journey actually a path designed to circumvent my journey?

The first rule of an expedition is that everyone should stick together.