So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?
Then something Tookish woke up inside him, and he wished to go and see the great mountains, and hear the pine-trees and the waterfalls, and explore the caves, and wear a sword instead of a walking-stick.
Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens.
Little by little, one travels far.
End? No, the journey doesn’t end here. Death is just another path. One that we all must take.
There are no safe paths in this part of the world. Remember you are over the Edge of the Wild now, and in for all sorts of fun wherever you go.
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.
Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.
I’m looking for someone to share in an adventure.
Home is now behind you, the world is ahead!
I wisely started with a map.
The road goes ever on and on.
It is the set of the sails, not the direction of the wind that determines which way we will go.
On any one day you can massively change the direction of your life.
You may not be where you want to be, but you can look back and be thankful you’re not where you used to be.
It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life. Where you stumble, there lies your treasure.
If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.
There is what I would call the hero journey, the night sea journey, the hero quest, where the individual is going to bring forth in his life something that was never beheld before.
Every hero must have the courage to be alone, to take the journey for himself.
The call to adventure signifies that destiny has summoned the hero.