Quotes about Journey

Afoot and light-hearted I take to the open road. Healthy, free, the world before me. The long brown path before me leading me wherever I choose. Henceforth, I ask not good fortune, I myself am good fortune. Henceforth, I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing.

Sail Forth- Steer for the deep waters only. Reckless O soul, exploring. I with thee and thou with me. For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared go. And we will risk the ship, ourselves, and all.

I pass death with the dying and birth with the new-wash'd babe, and am not contained between my hat and my boots

To know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls. -from Song of the Open Road

If you want me again, look for me under your boot-soles

Missing me one place, search another. I stop somewhere waiting for you.

Lo, the unbounded sea,   On its breast a ship starting, spreading all sails, carrying even       her moonsails.   The pennant is flying aloft as she speeds she speeds so stately—       below emulous waves press forward,   They surround the ship with shining curving motions and foam.         I

In vain the razor-bill'd auk sails far north to Labrador

Here I sit gossiping in the early candle-light of old age—and my book—casting backward glances over our travel'd road.

AS THE TIME DRAWS NIGH As the time draws nigh, glooming, a cloud, A dread beyond, of I know not what, darkens me. I shall go forth, I shall traverse The States awhile—but I cannot tell whither or how long; Perhaps soon, some day or night while I am singing, my voice will suddenly cease. O book, O chants! must all then amount to but this? Must we barely arrive at this beginning of us?… And yet it is enough, O soul! O soul! we have positively appear'd—that is enough.

Not I, not any one else can travel that road for you, You must travel it for yourself.

There comes . . . a longing never to travel again except on foot.