destination

To fall is not to fail. To fail is to never fall because I never got up in the first place.

The line that we chart into our future is often more a circle that brings us back to our past. And it might be that there is some hidden intent in charting circles in that we can feel like we__e moving when we actually have no intent of doing so.

To look beyond our horizons is to acknowledge that we__e hemmed ourselves in by creating them in the first place.

Safety is not a destination that we reach for, rather it is a retreat that we escape to. And if our lives are marked by the incessant search for safety, we will live the whole of it going in reverse.

Have we ever thought that being lost is our destination?

Running_ is driven by panic. __estination_ is driven by thought. And while it__ terribly painful to admit, incessantly pretending that I do the latter doesn__ replace the fact that I__ constantly doing the former.

The restless adventurer within me stands eye-to-eye with the fear that has stepped directly in my path. And the thing I absolutely must not do is to blink first.

The car was on the FDR drive now and, turning her head, she glanced out at the bleak brown buildings of the projects that stretched for blocks along the drive. Something inside her sank at the sight of all that sameness, and she suddenly felt defeated.She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. In the past year, she'd started experiencing these moments of desperate emptiness, as if nothing really mattered, nothing was ever going to change, there was nothing new; and she could see her life stretching before her--one endless long day after the next, in which every day was essentially the same. Meanwhile, time was marching on, and all that was happening to her was that she was getting older and smaller, and one day she would be no bigger than a dot, and then she would simply disappear. Poof! Like a small leaf burned up under a magnifying glass in the sun. These feelings were shocking to her, because she'd never experienced world-weariness before. She'd never had time. All her life, she'd been striving and striving to become this thing that was herself--the entity that was Nico O'Neilly. And then, one morning, time had caught up with her and she had woken up and realized that she was there. She had arrived at her destination, and she had everything she'd worked so hard for: a stunning career, a loving (well, sort of) husband, whom she respected, and a beautiful eleven-year-old daughter whom she adored.She should have been thrilled. But instead, she felt tired. Like all those things belonged to someone else.

Don't make your life bustop final destination, keep moving, focus on your VISION and don't give in.

I made up my mind not to care so much about the destination, and simply enjoy the journey.

I can tell about one who didn't win. And it didn't matter.Because his destiny was battle, Not the victory. He was born to travel, Not to find destination. He lived to live, Not to make a home.

Black and white seems a journey into space which is destined back to earth.

Death is a common destination.

When you lost sight of your path, listen for the destination in your heart (Allen Walker, D-gray Man)

Sometimes, we must travel on the longest path to our sacred-destination.

If you don't know where you are going, you can arrive at any destination.

Your failures contain key to your success and your destination

Do not judge my success by the destination I reached but the distance I traveled.