wanderlust

The highway of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.

From this point forward, you don__ even know how to quit in life.__ Aaron Lauritsen, _100 Days Drive

True friends don't come with conditions.

The high road of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.

Life's trials will test you, and shape you, but don__ let them change who you are.__ Aaron Lauritsen, _100 Days Drive

When you're a kid all you want to do is be somewhere else.

Raising d'être(reason for being)

she was completely wholeand yet never fully complete

What we seek when we wander usually leads us back home.

Don't know. Don't care. I'm hopping on a bus and going until I can't go any farther. Until I find a place that feels like home.'He's quiet for a long time. 'How will you know what home feels like?'It hangs in the air between us, as frozen as our breaths. I don't have an answer.

It might be well enough to wander if you've a place and people to come back to, but I tell you now there's no desolation like wanting to go home and truly not knowing where it is.

I may stay here in this town another day or I may go on to another town. No one knows where I am. I am taking this bath in life, as you see, and when I have had enough of it I shall go home feeling refreshed.

Home._ This was my mantra, my four-letter savior.

There was no desire in him for a state or condition, no picture in his mind of the thing to be when he had followed his longing; but only a burning and a will overpowering to journey outward and outward after the earliest risen star.

All I wanted was to live a life where I could be me, and be okay with that. I had no need for material possessions, money or even close friends with me on my journey. I never understood people very well anyway, and they never seemed to understand me very well either. All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality. I wanted the open road and new beginnings every day.

That thing the nature of which is totally unknown to you is usually what you need to find, and finding it is a matter of getting lost. The word __ost_ comes from the old Norse __os_ meaning the disbanding of an army_I worry now that people never disband their armies, never go beyond what they know.Advertising, alarmist news, technology, incessant busyness, and the design of public and private life conspire to make it so. A recent article about the return of wildlife to suburbia described snow-covered yards in which the footprints of animals are abundant and those of children are entirely absent. Children seldom roam, even in the safest places_ I wonder what will come of placing this generation under house arrest.

She is like a butterfly, Beautiful to look at But hard to catch.

Those who achieve the extraordinary are usually the most ordinary because they have nothing to prove to anybody. Be Humble.