Wholehearted living is not like trying to reach a destination. It’s like walking toward a star in the sky. We never really ‘arrive,’ but we certainly know that we’re heading in the right direction.
We gotta get out while we’re young, ’cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run.
Rejection is merely a redirection; a course correction to your destiny.
Some journeys take us far from home. Some adventures lead us to our destiny.
There is no path to Happiness. Happiness is the path. There is no path to Love. Love is the path. There is no path to Peace. Peace is the path.
It is not in the pursuit of happiness that we find fulfillment, it is in the happiness of pursuit.
Sometimes we become so focused on the finish line, that we fail to find joy in the journey.
Now is the best time to start becoming the person we eventually want to be – not only 20 years from now but also for all eternity.
Sometimes it’s the journey that teaches you a lot about your destination.
I’ll ride the wave, where it takes me!
Never go on trips with anyone you do not love.
I’m not sure what I’ll do, but – well, I want to go places and see people. I want my mind to grow. I want to live where things happen on a big scale.
No one can construct for you the bridge upon which precisely you must cross the stream of life, no one but you yourself alone.
Your life is yours to live, no matter how you choose to live it. When you do not think about how you intend to live it, it lives you. When you occupy it, step into it consciously, you live it.
The man who goes alone can start today; but he who travels with another must wait till that other is ready.
I took a walk in the woods and came out taller than the trees.
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.