Quotes about Journey
Unfathomable mind, now beacon, now sea.
— Samuel Beckett
Pleasure is very seldom found where it is sought. Our brightest blazes are commonly kindled by unexpected sparks.
— Samuel Johnson
Faint not; the miles to heaven are but few and short.
— Samuel Rutherford
She is not sent away, but only sent before, like unto a star, which, going out of your sight, doth not die and vanish, but shineth in another hemisphere: ye see her not yet, she doth shine in another country.
— Samuel Rutherford
Madam, when you are come to the other side of the water, and set down your foot on the shore of glorious eternity, and look back to the water and to your wearisome journey, and shall see in that clear glass of endless glory nearer to the bottom of God's wisdom, you shall then be forced to say, "If God had done otherwise with me than He hath done, I had never come to the enjoying of this crown of glory.
— Samuel Rutherford
I know no sweeter way to heaven, than through free grace and hard trials together, and one of these cannot well want another.
— Samuel Rutherford
I thought it had been an easy thing to be a Christian, and that to seek God had been at the next door, but oh, the windings, the turnings, the ups and the downs that He hath led me through! and I see yet much way to the ford.
— Samuel Rutherford
His cross is the sweetest burden that ever I bare: it is such a burden as wings are to a bird, or sails to a ship, to carry me forward to my harbour.
— Samuel Rutherford
It were a well-spent journey, to creep hands and feet, through seven deaths and seven hells, to enjoy Him up at the well-head. Only let us not weary: the miles to that land are fewer and shorter than when we first believed; strangers are not wise to quarrel with their host, and complain of their lodging; it is a foul way, but a fair home.
— Samuel Rutherford
If you knew particularly what to do, it were not a spiritual exercise.
— Samuel Rutherford
Our fair morning is at hand, the day-star is near the rising, and we are not many miles from home; what matters the ill entertainment in the smoky inns of this miserable life? we are not to stay here, and we will be dearly welcome to Him whom we go to.
— Samuel Rutherford
Venture through the thick of all things after Christ, and lose not your Master, Christ, in the throng of this great market.
— Samuel Rutherford