Kathe Koja Quotes

But this road doesn't go anywhere,” I told him. “That doesn't matter.” “What does?” I asked, after a little while. “Just that we're on it, dude,” he said.

Anytime I feel lost, I pull out a map and stare. I stare until I have reminded myself that life is a giant adventure, so much to do, to see.

Wherever I go, the club is never to stay on the same square on the board: they have to move up. I don't know if it's coincidence, some calling, or destiny - but whatever it is, it's the story of my life.

All roads lead home in the end. You've got to keep that in mind always - in your work and in your life.

Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads me forth

Here we are on the road. We must be going somewhere.

You say, "Where goest Thou?" I cannot tell, And still go on. But if the way be straight I cannot go amiss: before me lies Dawn and the day: the night behind me: that Suffices me: I break the bounds: I see, And nothing more; believe and nothing less. My future is not one of my concerns.

Remember that it is not where you come from, or not even where you are; it is where you are going that matters most.

If you don't know where you are going, you might wind up someplace else.

We measure our days out in steps of uncertainty not turning to see how far we've come. And peer down the highway from here to eternity and reach out for love on the run.

I don't know where I'm really going to cha cha, but hopefully I can find a place.

I believe life takes us where we need to be.

I like to move forward and notice things along the roadside that indicate where I should go.

If you don't know where you are going, any road will get you there.

Life is a journey. When we stop, things don't go right.

I think that everything you do, everything that you start and everything that you end, it does that for a reason, and it's to move forward on to the next thing or the next road or the next path or whatever.

Where we are going, I don't know. It doesn't seem to be the place that is important but the steps in between.

Any road followed precisely to its end leads precisely nowhere.

For there is never any way to go but in.

The end is nothing; the road is all.

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, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say

And he didn't really know where he was going, but he did know he was going somewhere, because you really have to go somewhere, don't you?

History is moving, and it will tend toward hope, or tend toward tragedy.

Pay attention to where you are going because without meaning you might get nowhere.