journeys Quotes

“Not all those who wander are lost.”

“It’s a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to.”

“Short cuts make long delays.”

“The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began, Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can.”

“Roads go ever ever on, Over rock and under tree, By caves where never sun has shone, By streams that never find the sea;”

“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.”

“Whose woods these are I think I know His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.”

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.”

“Oh, I kept the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.”

“The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.”

“When there are miles to go before we sleep, altered traits are more important than altered states.”

“When you can have anything you want by uttering a few words, the goal matters not, only the journey to it.”

“The trip was to be an odyssey in the fullest sense of the word, an epic journey that would change everything.”

“Sitting, still, weeping, his eyes never dry, his sweet life flowing away with the tears he wept for his foiled journey home.”

“But you, brave and adept from this day on . . . there’s hope that you will reach your goal . . . the journey that stirs you now is not far off.”

“The most important reason for going from one place to another is to see what’s in between, and they took great pleasure in doing just that.”

“There are no wrong roads to anywhere.”

“Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are all alight.”

“The true secret in being a hero lies in knowing the order of things. The swineherd cannot already be wed to the princess when he embarks on his adventures, nor can the boy knock on the witch’s door when she is already away on vacation. The wicked uncle cannot be found out and foiled before he does something wicked. Things must happen when it is time for them to happen. Quests may not simply be abandoned; prophecies may not be left to rot like unpicked fruit; unicorns may go unrescued for a very long time, but not forever. The happy ending cannot come in the middle of the story.”

“Do not trouble your hearts overmuch with thought of the road tonight. Maybe the paths that you each shall tread are already laid before your feet, though you do not see them.”

″‘When I was your age, I left Spain with my mother, father, and sisters. [...] We had to take several ships and the journey lasted months. When we arrived, nothing was as promised. There were many hard times. But life was also exciting. And we had each other.‘”

“Midway upon the journey of our life I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost. Ah me! how hard a thing it is to say What was this forest savage, rough, and stern, Which in the very thought renews the fear. So bitter is it, death is little more; But of the good to treat, which there I found, Speak will I of the other things I saw there.”

“It may be your task to find the Cracks of Doom; but that quest may be for others: I do not know. At any rate you are not ready for that long road yet.”

“We are not material beings on a spiritual journey; we are spiritual beings who need an earthly journey to become fully spiritual.”

“If their stories transplant them to faraway lands, I will encourage them to take the journey.”

“With humility may I reap my own power, and at the end of the journey, I hope I learn when to stand small so others can feel tall.”

“Our life is a warfare, and a mere pilgrimage.”

“Every boy, in his journey to become a man, takes an arrow in the center of his heart, in the place of his strength. Because the wound is rarely discussed and even more rarely healed, every man carries a wound. And the wound is nearly always given by his father.”

″‘Hope,’ he says, ‘cherishes the soul of him who lives in justice and holiness, and is the nurse of his age and the companion of his journey;—hope which is mightiest to sway the restless soul of man.‘”

“The explanations a writer gives himself for having written any particular book are more often not the real reasons why that book has been written. Honesty is not the issue. Understanding is. A man does not write one novel at a time or even one quatrain at a time. He is engaged in the long process of putting his whole life on paper. He is on a journey and he is reporting in: ‘This is where I think I am and this is what this place looks like today.’”

“Some journeys are direct, and some are circuitous; some are heroic, and some are fearful and muddled. But every journey, honestly undertaken, stands a chance of taking us toward the place where our deep gladness meets the world’s deep need.”

“I, if on this voyage then I venture, fear it will in folly end.”

“The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spell-bound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.”

There ain’t no journey what don’t change you some.

“Beyond the Wild Wood comes the Wide World,” said the Rat. “And that’s something that doesn’t matter, either to you or me. I’ve never been there, and I’m never going, nor you either, if you’ve got any sense at all.”

“You have everything needed for the extravagant journey that is your life.”

“I knew that if I allowed fear to overtake me, my journey was doomed. Fear, to a great extent, is born of a story we tell ourselves, and so I chose to tell myself a different story from the one women are told. I decided I was safe. I was strong. I was brave. Nothing could vanquish me.”

“Life before Death. Strength before Weakness. Journey before Destination.”

“And I believe it was then, looking at that view, that I began for the first time to adopt a frame of mind appropriate for the journey before me.”

“Also, the car headlights can only see 20 metres ahead but can take you to a 1000 miles journey. Meaning start small but think big.”

″‘The question,’ she replied, ‘is not whether you will love, hurt, dream, and die. It is what you will love, why you will hurt, when you will dream, and how you will die. This is your choice. You cannot pick the destination, only the path.‘”

“Yes, I began my journey alone, and I ended it alone. But that does not mean that I walked alone.”

“But if we stop, if we accept the person we are when we fall, the journey ends. That failure becomes our destination.”

“The farther I go the more confidence I feel. The order of these volcanic formations affords the strongest confirmation to the theories of Davy.”

“A journey will have pain and failure. It is not only the steps forward that we must accept. It is the stumbles. The trials. The knowledge that we will fail. That we will hurt those around us. But if we stop, if we accept the person we are when we fail, the journey ends. That failure becomes our destination.”

“I’m certain some will feel threatened by this record. Some few may feel liberated. Most will simply feel that it should not exist. I needed to write it anyway.”

“The ancient code of the Knights Radiant says “journey before destination.” Some may call it a simple platitude, but it is far more. A journey will have pain and failure. It is not only the steps forward that we must accept. It is the stumbles. The trials. The knowledge that we will fail. That we will hurt those around us.”

“The ups and downs, the dreams and struggles, had all been part of the journey, she realized—a journey that led to a cattle ranch near a town called King, where she had fallen in love with a cowboy named Luke.”

“Far he journeyed in that ship, even into the starless voids; but most often was he seen at morning or at evening, glimmering in sunrise or sunset, as he came back to Valinor from voyages beyond the confines of the world.”

“...and for a great deal it seemed good to him, for in the music there were no flaws.”

“Embrace your journey and look for the lessons. Believe in divine timing and know that what’s for you will not pass you.”

“I knew that if I allowed fear to overtake me, my journey was doomed.”

“I could go back in the direction I had come from, or I could go forward in the direction I intended to go.”

“Happiness is a journey, not a destination.”

“I see why now Tohno-kun is different from the others. Like the rocket shooting off into space, on the loneliest journey to the far end of the solar system.”

“Over the years you will go through seasons in which you have to learn to love a person who you didn’t marry, who is something of a stranger. You will have to make changes that you don’t want to make, and so will your spouse. The journey may eventually take you into a strong, tender, joyful marriage. But it is not because you married the perfectly compatible person. That person doesn’t exist.”

“The journey is what brings us happiness not the destination.”

“Mike felt strangely compelled, as if he shoulder pass his harmonica along, as if someone were waiting for it. so he gave it up, sending it on a journey to another child who needed the world to seem brighter with more possibilities, and wanted to testify to feelings in his or her heart, just as Mike had.”

“And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.”

″‘Trouble with a long journey like this,’ continued the Captain, ‘is that you end up just talking to yourself a lot, which gets terribly boring because half the time you know what you’re going to say next.‘”

“A journey is a person itself; no two are alike.”

“Who has not known a journey to be over and done before the traveler returns? The reverse is also true: many a trip continues long after movement in time and space have ceased.”

“I find out of long experience that I admire all nations and hate all governments, and nowhere is my natural anarchism more aroused than at national borders”

“Thank you for returning to your country.”

“Chiapas, he says, ‘is a cemetary with no crosses, where people die without even getting a prayer.‘”

“The train lurches hard from side to side. Enrique holds on with both hands.”

“The train crawls out of the Tapachula station. From here on, he thinks, nothing bad can happen.”

“She (Olga) reaches out with her mangled hand. ‘God needs you. He doesn’t need you with all your limbs. He needs your heart. You have much to give.‘”

“Jasmín waves with both hands and calls out, “Adiós, mami. Adiós, mami. Adiós, mami.”

“There is what I would call the hero journey, the night sea journey, the hero quest, where the individual is going to bring forth in his life something that was never beheld before.”

“The hero journey is a symbol that binds, in the original sense of the word, two distant ideas, the spiritual quest of the ancients with the modern search for identity.”

“The journey of the hero is about the courage to seek the depths; the image of creative rebirth; the eternal cycle of change within us; the uncanny discovery that the seeker is the mystery which the seeker seeks to know.”

“A way a lone a last a loved a long the riverrun, past Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, brings us by a commodius vicus of recirculation back to Howth Castle and Environs.”

“The course of every intellectual, if he pursues his journey long and unflinchingly enough, ends in the obvious, from which the non-intellectuals have never stirred.”

“A traveler cannot bring a better burden on the road than plenty of wisdom, and he can bring no worse a burden than too much alcohol.”

“He needs a fire, the one who has just come in, his knees are shivering. Food and dry clothes will do him well, after his journey over the mountains.”

“I have traveled so much, I have tried much, and I have often tested the mighty. How will there still be a sun when the wolf has eaten the one that now flies in heaven?”

“Then travel safe, and come back in one piece-- stay safe on your journeys, Odin! May your wits serve you well wherever you go, when you exchange words with the giant.”

“The boys departed, and the wind was favorable. They came to their father’s harbor, and then Geirroth, who stood foremost in the boat, sprang up on land and shoved the boar back out to sea and said: “Go wherever the trolls take you!”

“This is Candytown, a shipment has just arrived from Paperland and the King of Chocolate. The poor Candytowners have received threatening messages from the Prince of Mosquitos, so now they are covering their houses with special paper.”

“And I learned there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind.”

“Trust is vital for change leadership. Without trust there is no “travel.” When trust is lost, the journey is over.”

“Trust is vital for change leadership. Without trust there is no “travel.” When trust is lost, the journey is over.”

“Seven hearts the journey make. Seven ways the hearts will break ...” The witch Sheba’s prophecy is like a riddle. A riddle Rowan must solve if he is to find out the secret of the Mountain and save his home. To the sturdy villagers of Rin, the boy Rowan is a timid weakling. The most disappointing child ever.

“The beautiful journey of today can only begin when we learn to let go of yesterday.”

“Forgiveness is the weapon. Our choices moving forward are the battlefield. Moving on is the journey.”

“Did you know you can take your bus anywhere you want to go? Say yes three times with me. Yes, yes, yes. You can take it to the movies, the beach or the North Pole. Just say where you want to go and believe that it will be so. Because every journey and ride begins with a desire to go somewhere and do something and if you have a desire then you also have the power to make it happen.”

“A long time ago, in a certain place in Africa, a small village lay across a river and half a day’s journey from a city where a great king lived. A man named Mufaro lived in this village with his two daughters, who were called Manyara and Nyasha. Everyone agreed that Manyara and Nyasha were very beautiful.”

The novel itself is excellent. The character journey accompanied by the physical is a favourite. The confusion and disjoint with reality experienced by the characters is palpable.

“It was night when the Nargun began to leave. Deep down below the plunging walls of a gorge it stirred uneasily. It dragged its slow weight to the mouth of its den; its long, wandering journey had begun.”

“This journey will be the axle of my life.”

“Traveling is a fool’s paradise. Our first journeys discover to us the indifference of places. At home I dream that at Naples, at Rome, I can be intoxicated with beauty, and lose my sadness. I pack my trunk, embrace my friends, embark on the sea, and at last wake up in Naples, and there beside me is the stern fact, the sad self, unrelenting, identical, that I fled from. I seek the Vatican, and the palaces. I affect to be intoxicated with sights and suggestions, but I am not intoxicated. My giant goes with me wherever I go.”

“The next day, Annie and her mother crossed the ford and walked up to the crossroads and meet Willa off the afternoon bus. ‘What a journey!’ said Willa. ‘Two changes?’ asked her mother. ‘Three!’ said Willa. ‘This place is miles from anywhere.‘”

″‘I’ve come to save you a journey,’ said the scarecrow. ‘At least, partly to save you a journey and partly to save myself from missing it.‘”

“I felt a little strangely, and not a little frightened. I think had there been any alternative I should have taken it, instead of prosecuting that unknown night journey.”

“I have a strange fancy,” observed the sensitive minister, “that this brook is the boundary between two worlds, and that thou canst never meet thy Pearl again. Or is she an elfish spirit, who, as the legends of our childhood taught us, is forbidden to cross a running stream? Pray hasten her; for this delay has already imparted a tremor to my nerves.”

Always, they broke camp in the dark, and the first gray of dawn found them hitting the trail with fresh miles reeled off behind them.

“Ah, my frien’s,” he said softly, “mebbe it mek you mad dog, dose many bites. Mebbe all mad dog, sacredam! Wot you t’ink, eh, Perrault?”

“Why, if a fish came to me, and told me he was going a journey, I should say ‘With what porpoise?‘”

However, at last it came to an end, and we were hauled up, and swung over again to the land; we were very glad, and snorted and neighed for joy, when we once more felt firm ground under our feet.

“Assume that you are my first patient—well—we fellows just beginning to practise love our first patients as if they were our children, and some almost fall in love with them. And, of course, I am not rich in patients.”

“Perhaps I’ll get married instead of the journey. They’re making a match for me.”

“I trust you had a favourable journey,”