Quotations About / On:
Journeys end in lovers meeting.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Feste's song, in Twelfth Night, act 2, sc. 3.
To Sir Toby Belch and Sir Andrew Aguecheek.)
A man should ever, as much as in him lieth, be ready booted to take his journey.
(Michel de Montaigne (1533-1592), French essayist. Essays, bk. 1, ch. 19 (1580), trans. by John Florio (1603).
Referring to the possibility of death.)
Let me recommend the best medicine in the world: a long journey, at a mild season, through a pleasant country, in easy stages.
(James Madison (1751-1836), U.S. president. Madison to Horatio Gates, February 28, 1794. W.T. Hutchinson et al., The Papers of James Madison, vol. 15, p. 164, Chicago and Charlottesville, Virginia (1962-1991).)
Reformation, like education, is a journey, not a destination.
(Mary B. Harris (1874-1957), U.S. prison administrator. I Knew Them in Prison, ch. 34 (1936).)
For dawn takes away a third part of your work, and advances a man on his journey, and advances him in his work.
(Hesiod (c. 8th century B.C.), Greek didactic poet. Works and Days, 578.)
One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe.
(George Sand (1804-1876), French novelist. "Final Comment by George Sand," (written, Sept. 1868) published in The Intimate Journal of George Sand (1929).)
The soul of a journey is liberty, perfect liberty, to think, feel, do just as one pleases.
(William Hazlitt (1778-1830), British essayist. Table Talk, "On Going a Journey," (1821-1822).)
An involuntary return to the point of departure is, without doubt, the most disturbing of all journeys.
(Iain Sinclair (b. 1943), British author. "Riverside Opportunities," sct. 9, Downriver (1991).)
He had a whole heaven and horizon to himself, and the sun seemed to be journeying over his clearing only the livelong day.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. "Ktaadn" (1848) in The Maine Woods (1864), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 3, pp. 23-24, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
Every journey into the past is complicated by delusions, false memories, false namings of real events.
(Adrienne Rich (b. 1929), U.S. poet. Of Woman Born, foreword (1976).)