Henry David Thoreau Quotes

Everything I was I carry with me, everything I will belies waiting on the road ahead.

Travel changes you. As you move through this life and this world you change things slightly, you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life - and travel - leaves marks on you. Most of the time, those marks - on your body or on your heart - are beautiful. Often, though, they hurt.

The simplest questions are the most profound. Where were you born? Where is your home? Where are you going? What are you doing? Think about these once in a while and watch your answers change.

When you go from one place to another, you go with experience, you don't go with prescriptions.

Men may rise on stepping stones of their dead selves to higher things.

All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.

I always say it is not the arrival; it is the journey.

Journey is my life now.

Sometimes it's more about the journey than the destination.

My journey was a very organic journey.

I've come a long way from the area where I grew up in Sheffield. It's been a journey, but I've fully enjoyed it.

As you move through this life...you leave marks behind, however small. And in return, life - and travel - leaves marks on you.

As we speed along this endless road to the destination called who we hope to be, I can't help but whine, 'Are we there yet?'.

Coercion or compulsion never brings about growth. It is freedom that accelerates evolution.

It's the journey, not the destination. I truly believe that.

The journey, not the arrival, matters; the voyage, not the landing.

The journeythe journey, I promise you, is the greatest thing ever. The destination always takes care of itself.

Is there any mystery like who you finally turn out to be.

I'm growing as a person, so everything around me is changing.

The journey is more important than where you end up.

Most of us have to be transplanted before we blossom.

i want to hear what's happened to you," she said evenly after a while. she gestured in the direction, down river, of the butcher shop. "it's just that there is nowhere else to start," she said gently. "niether of us is the same. but i'm different because of small, good, manageable things. you're different because ... things i don't know.

I am a work in progress dressed in the fabric of a world unfolding.

All your life spent getting ready for the next thing. I climbed a lot of hills now. I crossed a lot of rivers. Crossed the sea even, left everything I knew and came to Styria. But there I was, waiting for me at the docks when I got off the boat, same man, same life. Next valley ain't no different from this one. No better anyway. Reckon I've learned ... just to stick in the place I'm at. Just to be the man I am.

A true journey, no matter how long the travel takes, has no end.