Life A Journey Not A Destination Quote Novels & Stories

I felt her hand on my back again, "But you are alive, well, from what I saw you have your dad, roof over your head so things are not that bad. You can always find new friends, a good job.." I interrupted her, " No, you do not understand, you can not understand, this is not life, this is surviving, I have nothing, a job, yeah working from 9 to 5 is going to do something for me, seriously...". She smiled, she really smiled, not sarcastically nooo this was a sincere smile. "Well good luck surviving then." She bowed her head and continued to walk.

"Remember, I'm a very jealous man, Lianna. You're mine, keep that in mind." ° ° ° AN ‘Life is nothing more than a nightmare, but death, the longing sleep dreams of life.’ This quote is written by a friend of mine Katrina Kaaloa. Much love lj

~~♥~~ As I enter the diner, the diner is quite full and their eyes flew towards me, I shrugged their stares away and make my way toward the cashier. "Welcome to Traveler's Inn, how may I help you?" A man in his early twenties said with a welcoming smile. "Oh. I would like to have ughm . what's your best dish? Maybe that's fine. For two please." "Dine in or Take out?" "Dine in."

“This isn’t how I planned my life.” How it would affect my life was flooding my head. I couldn't cope, i held my head for it not to fall “Life is what happens when you make other plans,” Lou quoted. I frowned. “I don’t remember who said that, but it’s absolutely true.” She gave me a long, smiling look. “You’ll make a wonderful mother.”

I understand you are very unsure, and it's perfectly fine to be. I want to start the journey of my life from the very bottom with you. I want to reach the pinnacle of this journey only with you. I want to eventuate a haphazard journey and travel through the length of the roads and flow of the rivers, take a road as it comes by without any pronounced destination. Only with you.

Lord knows where our journey will take us, but right now I will enjoy every moment of it. THE END!

After all, they weren’t in the same league, and their family couldn’t afford to aim that high. That evening, Seraphina took a shower. Still feeling stuffed, she sat on her bed, watching Spirited Away on her iPad. One line in particular caught her attention: “Life is like a train headed for the grave. Along the way, there are many stops. It’s rare for anyone to stay with you for the entire journey. When someone has to leave, no matter how hard it is, you should be grateful and wave goodbye.” She rewound the scene several times, deeply moved.

“I am petrified. What if we fail? We are not the only ones getting hurt in the end. We have the triplets to consider, too.” “But I realized I don’t want to wither in fear anymore. It’s a very dark place to remain forever. I wanted to get out of the dark and see what was on the other side. If all that awaited me on the other side was another dark place. At least, the journey was worth it.” “Sometimes, it was not always the destination that mattered. It is the journey.”

She thought of the letter in her bag, its words simmering quietly. At a rest stop, she scribbled in her journal: _“Traveling feels like writing without punctuation. Breaths between destinations. Echoes between memories.”_ A stranger glanced over, noticing the open page. “Beautiful,” they said, offering a soft smile before boarding the bus. Jo didn’t reply with words. She just smiled back, knowing some acknowledgments exist beyond language. --- Back in Cebu, Nica passed the campus bulletin board. The circled note still lingered:

Looks like even after six years, Mother still hasn't outgrown her habit of saying one thing and meaning another! Leon smiled and reached for me. "I'm glad you came to your senses. Let's go home." In the past, when we traveled, he always took my hand to help me into the car. Right in front of them, I walked straight to the vehicle a short distance away, one marked with the crest of the Shadow Wastelands. Leon's and Lucas' faces fell at the same time.