All along - not only since she left, but for a decade before - I had been imagining her without listening, without knowing that she made as a poor a window as I did. And so I could not imagine her as a person who could feel fear, who could feel isolated in a roomful of people, who could be shy about her record collection because it was too personal to share. Someone who might have read travel books to escape having to live in the town that so many people escape to. Someone who - because no one thought she was a person - had no one to really talk to.

A lie can travel half way around the world while the truth is putting on its shoes.

Enjoy Life with Love, Happiness, Laughter, and smiles; enjoy your journey and travel it well with acceptance in God. Remember, It is all those little steps you take with God that make your journey complete. So keep the faith in God and always walk by that faith.

"Traveling is an escape from the norm. It's a suitcase full of surprises and new adventures. It's an adjustment to new time zones and new cultures. It's a refreshing treat that makes you see things clearer. Smell better. Taste better. Traveling opens new doors and sometimes closes old ones. It makes you begin to either value what you have back home or realize that

She doesn't just take the road less travelled; she paves it as she braves it, and carves her name into its wet concrete.

Maturity is when you realized that you don't want travel photos. You want achievements.

And no matter what, we'll always be together, Golden. No matter where I travel, no matter who buys our house, no matter where you go. We were born on the same day in the same hospital, remember?

Just as a wave is one with the ocean, you are one with the Universe. Like a wave in the ocean, you travel in your own unique form, on your own unique path. Like a wave, you are changed by things around you. Like a wave, you can change things around you in good ways or in bad ways. You can choose a path to love, heaven, joy.

The mention of college gave a new direction to Gilbert's thoughts, and they talked for a time of their plans and wishes... gravely, earnestly, hopefully, as youth loves to talk, while the future is yet an untrodden path full of wonderful possibilities.

Never ever hurt anyone in this journey. We are all travelers and we must carry kindness in our baggage!

Enjoy every moment with yourself even if your standing alone coz some people won't even travel half way through in crowds.

It is through imagination that we transcend understanding and travel into the world of possibilities.

One who has reached a goal no longer travels the road

Travel Moulds A Man,People Mould His Wisdom And Experiences Mould His LIFE...!

Sometimes a journey is not about the traveler. It is not about a destination. It is about the bringing together of worlds. It is about lighting a path.

It matters not how fast light may travel, darkness shall always be there awaiting its arrival.

Ghosts can travel through black holes.

...a deep and even paranoid suspicion continues to disparage higher criticism of the Bible, as if someone could publish a paper that would unravel God. (p. 151)

Relinquishing selfish wants, one is free to allow others to travel their own paths under the will of God. (18)

God himself culminates in the present moment, and will never be more divine in the lapse of all the ages. And we are enabled to apprehend at all what is sublime and noble only by the perpetual instilling and drenching of the reality which surrounds us. The universe constantly and obediently answers to our conceptions; whether we travel fast or slow, the track is laid for us.

Telling someone like my mother that Hell is a real, physical place, somewhere you can travel to and from, would be like spray-painting the statue of Jesus hanging over the pulpit during mass. Better off telling her the Pope is gay.

Truly I have looked into the very heart of darkness, and refused to yield to its paralyzing influence, but in spirit I am one of those who walk the morning. What if all dark, discouraging moods of the human mind come across my way as thick as the dry leaves of autumn? Other feet have traveled that road before me, and I know the desert leads to God as surely as the green, refreshing fields, and orchards.

Never be afraid to travel on a new path.

The first fruit of love is the musing of the mind on God. He who is in love, his thoughts are ever upon the object. He who loves God is ravished and transported with the contemplation of God. "When I awake, I am still with thee" (Psalm 139:18). The thoughts are as travelers in the mind. David's thoughts kept heaven-road. "I am still with Thee." God is the treasure, and where the treasure is, there is the heart. By this we may test our love to God. What are our thoughts most upon? Can we say we are ravished with delight when we think on God? Have our thoughts got wings? Are they fled aloft? Do we contemplate Christ and glory?... A sinner crowds God out of his thoughts. He never thinks of God, unless with horror, as the prisoner thinks of the judge.