Ralph Waldo Emerson Quotes

O, from the ancient days always there have been travelers. So why should I grieve?

For Wayfarers still journeying, for Wanderers at rest.

I love writing about people on the road.

Tourists don't know where they've been, travelers don't know where they're going.

An aircraft cabin is a place that seems to be nowhere, but I find it steeped in the place left behind and the place ahead.

Every day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.

He traveled in order to come home.

There are those who travel and those who are going somewhere. They are different and yet they are the same. The success has this over his rivals: He knows where he is going.

The fool wanders, a wise man travels.

It would be nice to travel if you knew where you were going and where you would live at the end or do we ever know, do we ever live where we live, we're always in other places, lost, like sheep.

It is good to have an end to journey toward, but it is the journey that matters in the end.

There are many paths but only one journey.

A pilgrim is a wanderer with a purpose.

Sometimes you film in your hometown, sometimes you go halfway across the world.

Shoes are everything. You can tell more about a man from his shoes than his handshake, because they tell where you're going.

The longest journey begins with a single step, not with the turn of an ignition key. That’s the best thing about walking, the journey itself. It doesn’t much matter whether you get where you’re going or not. You’ll get there anyway. Every good hike brings you eventually back home. Right where you started.

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

Where are we really going? Always home.

Life’s a voyage that’s homeward bound.

Life is beautiful if you are on the road to somewhere

Think of the long trip home. Should we have stayed home and thought of here? Where should we be today?

The journey is what brings us happiness not the destination.

I have miles to go before I sleep.

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.