Yogi Berra Quotes

The world's a forest, in which all lose their way; though by a different path each goes astray.

We are asleep with compasses in our hands.

It is because Humanity has never known where it was going that it has been able to find its way.

'Gonzo' means taking an unknown thing to an unknown place for a known purpose. But sometimes we're lost in an unknown place for no known purpose.

I remember distinctly running through my neighborhood, thinking I knew how to get to 'Sesame Street,' and then finally finding myself among some scrub trees and realizing I don't know where to go from here. I had to just mope back home.

Certainties are arrived at only on foot.

The first step... shall be to lose the way.

I lost my way for a long time.

He goeth furthest who knows not whither he is going.

I'm not lost, because I haven't any idea where to go that I might get lost on the way to. I'd like to get lost, because then I'd know where I was going, you see.

The explorer is the person who is lost.

It's hard to get lost if you don't know where you're going.

I haven't a clue how my story will end, but that's all right. When you set out on a journey and night covers the road, that's when you discover the stars.

I know one thing for certain; it is much harder to tell whether you are lost than whether you were lost, for, on many occasions, where you are going is exactly where you are. On the other hand, if you often find that where you've been is not at all where you should have gone, and, since it's much more difficult to find your way back from someplace you've never left, I suggest you go there immediately and then decide.

I don't know why it's called "getting lost." Even when you turn down the wrong street, when you find yourself at the dead end of a chain-link fence or a road that turnd to sand, you are somewhere. It just isn't where you expected to be.

Never to get lost is not to live, not to know how to get lost brings you to destruction.

Stuart rose from the ditch, climbed into his car, and started up the road that led toward the north...As he peeked ahead into the great land that stretched before him, the way seemed long. But the sky was bright, and he somehow felt he was headed in the right direction.

I was kind of lost for several years.

And I can't wait to see where the road leads from here.

Not all those who wander are lost.

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.

I know well what I am fleeing from but not what I am in search of.

Oh, my ways are strange ways and new ways and old ways, And deep ways and steep ways and high ways and low, I'm at home and at ease on a track that I know not, And restless and lost on a road that I know.

America is a country that doesn't know where it is going but is determined to set a speed record getting there.

Like all pioneers I have labored more in faith and hope.