Nazim Hikmet Quotes

Come dress yourself in love, let the journey begin.

Journey into the beautiful dream that is life...the end is only the beginning.

Together we will take the road that leads into the West, And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.

Perchance the time will come when we shall not be content to go back and forth upon a raft to some huge Homeric or Shakespearean Indiaman that lies upon the reef, but build a bark out of that wreck and others that are buried in the sands of this desolate island, and such new timber as may be required, in which to sail away to whole new worlds of light and life, where our friends are.

The older I grow the more do I love spring and spring flowers. Is it so with you?

Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.

I have a thing for doors. I always think of them as a threshold to something new.

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes. Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You're doing things you've never done before, and more importantly, you're doing something.

I'm really a believer in being in situations that feel new and awkward and different. And I love that feeling of being in motion - that sense you find when you're traveling.

Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little.

Sweet April showers do spring May flowers.

I've been starting in new places year after year after year. It's just like when I went to Greece or the Philippines. I love when people think I'm a new artist. It's a chance to start over.

With a kiss let us set out for an unknown world.

I love better to count time from spring to spring; it seems to me far more cheerful to reckon the year by blossoms than by blight.

I'd like to believe that tomorrow is another challenge for me. I'm sure there is lots more for me to do, because there is lots and lots of stuff still to be explored.

There have to be reasons that you get up in the morning and you want to live. Why do you want to live? What's the point? What inspires you? What do you love about the future? If the future does not include being out there among the stars and being a multi-planet species, I find that incredibly depressing.

Travel is a lot like love.

An end of something means the beginning of something else, and I don't think that something else is going to be the death of the manned space program.

Love is an adventure and a conquest. It survives and develops, like the universe itself, only by perpetual discovery.

Beneath the winter's snow lie germs of summer flowers.

I've always been like this - trying to find adventure where it's still in its first élan - the first spring.

To new beginnings. To the pursuit of...somethingness.

As long as you know I am waiting, take your time flowers of the spring.

You can grow flowers from where dirt use to be.

Where flowers bloom so does hope.