Tom Petty Quotes

The bridge will only take you halfway there, to those mysterious lands you long to see. Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fair, and moonlit woods where unicorns run free. So come and walk awhile with me and share the twisting trails and wondrous worlds I've known. But this bridge will only take you halfway there. The last few steps you have to take alone.

Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate And though I oft have passed them by A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun.

I like to explore things.

Greatness is a road leading towards the unknown.

It began in mystery, and it will end in mystery, but what a savage and beautiful country lies in between.

Writers and travelers are mesmerized alike by knowing of their destinations.

I see the world as an adventure thriller and a voyage of discovery. To me, all lives are lives of mystery and secrecy, and that's what I write about.

I go wherever the good story is.

The fascination for me is searching the unknown for a mystery.

I see travelling as a great learning process, and my biggest dream is to travel the world.

I will say this: 'Gravity Falls' is a show about mystery, that itch you get when you're curious. That itself is a really cool, inspiring thing.

You travel life has the aspect of a dream. It is something outside the normal, yet you are in it. It is peopled with characters you have never seen before and in all probability will never see again. It brings occasional homesickness, and loneliness, and pangs of longing ... But you are like the Vikings who have gone into a world of adventure, and home is not home until you return.

Well, see, there's this cave in Switzerland I really need to find.' She slipped on her sunglasses; was already in the middle of the street when she turned and looked back at Hale and Gabrielle. 'You coming?

Oh, do not ask, 'What is it?'/Let us go and make our visit.

Why don’t you try wandering with me to the Palace of Not-Even-Anything

...who can say where a voyage starts - not the the actual passage but the dream of a journey and its urge to find a way?

I think of myself as an explorer who has spent his life on a long voyage of discovery.

Go in any direction..seeking out new sights just on the strength of your feet and the courage of your lungs.

Travel, which had once charmed him, seemed, at length, unendurable, a business of color without substance, a phantom chase after his own dream's shadow.

A journey, after all, neither begins in the instant we set out, nor ends when we have reached our door step once again. It starts much earlier and is really never over, because the film of memory continues running on inside of us long after we have come to a physical standstill. Indeed, there exists something like a contagion of travel, and the disease is essentially incurable.

Out on the roads there is fitness and self-discovery and the persons we were destined to be.

There is so much left of it to explore.

To quote Agent Cooper, 'I have no idea where this will lead us, but I have a definite feeling it will be a place both wonderful and strange.'

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Whenever I explore the land of Yin, I always take one on the chin.