So you set out to travel to Rome... and end up in Istanbul. You set off for Japan... and you end up on a train across Siberia. The journey, not the destination, becomes a source of wonder.

I can see lights in the distance trembling in the dark cloak of night Candles and lanterns are dancing, dancing a waltz on All Souls Night.

I'm not prepared to sacrifice my being engaged in the world for just any relationship.

The journey, not the destination, becomes a source of wonder

Listening causes me to find the existence of truth behind the veil.

Please remember me.

For all things turn to barenness In the dim glass the demons hold The glass of outer weariness Made when God slept in times of old

I can see lights in the distance trembling in the dark cloak of nightCandles and lanterns are dancing, dancing a waltz on All Souls Night.

Lose yourself in the music, not the fog

It was a tragic end to a heroic life.

Rather than allowing our response to an even affect our breathing, we can learn instead to let our breathing change our relationship to the event.

If you have a big enough dictionary, just about everything is a word.

There are always times where the place of a commander isn't back with his Major State, but onward with his troops.

No two journeys are alike. Nobody can pretend to know the journey another person takes to achieve his dreams.

If a western is a good western, it gives you a sense of that world and some of the qualities those men had - their comradeship, loyalty, and physical courage.

Maybe you saw her first? Caught a glimpse between the lines, between the letters, like a ghost in the mirror, a ghost in the wings?

We live in an age that reads too much to be wise, and that thinks too much to be beautiful.

There's a lot of Kenya that's not like me. I like Birkenstocks, granola, my dog Pops.