Ross MacDonald Quotes

If I know the way home and am walking along it drunkenly, is it any less the right way because I am staggering from side to side! If it is not the right way, then show me another way; but if I stagger and lose the way, you must help me, you must keep me on the true path, just as I am ready to support you.

Sometimes I'll go down a path, and I'll just pray that something's going to come to get me out of this path that I'm on.

I don’t know what to do or where to turn. Somewhere there must be a book that tells me what to do.

Someone ... tell us what's important, because we no longer know.

I'm of the school that I will direct you if you request it - if you have a question.

I just don't see the light. Where is the light? What am I in this for?

This fame is a juggernaut: It slaps you in the face, and you don't know what you're doing. You don't know who has your back, who is your support system.

To have his path made clear for him is the aspiration of every human being in our beclouded and tempestuous existence.

Light at the end of the tunnel? We don’t even have a tunnel. These generals don’t even know where the tunnel is.

I could only lead if I could see the way to go, otherwise it would be a case of the blind leading the blind.

What's missing from the world is a sense of direction.

But all I could think of was how when nothing made sense and hadn't for ages, you just have to grab onto anything you feel sure of.

And I needed a rock. Something to hold onto, to stand on. Something solid. Because everything was going soft, turning into mush, into marsh, into fog. Fog closing in on all sides. I didn't know where I was at all.

I believe for everyone who goes astray, someone will come to show the way.

We must be clear about where we’re going if we want anyone to help us get there.

She couldn’t hide from everyone for the rest of her life… Well she could. That was the direction things were going. But she knew from long-ago experience that when you were uncertain and if you were courageous enough to let her in a real friend could do a world of good.

When we are lost in the woods, the sight of a signpost is a great matter.

You can't blow an uncertain trumpet.

We will find grace to help us when we need it

To the person who does not know where he wants to go there is no favorable wind.

There wanted not some beams of light to guide men in the exercise of their Stocastick faculty.

Nobody wants to follow somebody who doesn't know where he's going.

It is so often surprising, who rescues you at your lowest moments.

Who can I turn to? Who can I trust?

Can’t you even tell me if I’m on the right track?" Buckminster purred, and Dad shrugged his shoulders again. "But if you don’t tell me anything, how can I ever be right?" He circled something in an article and said, "Another way of looking at it would be, how could you ever be wrong?