Top Wandering Quotes

How I miss wandering around with old souls, Aimlessly moving from one place to anotherHow I miss all our dreams and our goalsAnd how we've lost ourselves to find each otherSeems like a playful game of...

The paralyzing fear of being lost is fed solely by the irrational fear that we will never be found.

Wandering Definition

(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Wander

() a. & n. from Wander, v.

When a Wanderess has been caged, or perched with her wings clipped, She lives like a Stoic, She lives most heroic, smiling with ruby, moistened lips once her cup of Death is welcome sipped.

How I wish I was like the water,Flowing so freely with every dropLet my every emotion wonder,No need to start, nor even stopHow I wish I was like the fire,Burning with every flame upLeaving a trace of...

It is growing cold. Winter is putting footsteps in the meadow. What whiteness boasts that sun that comes into this wood! One would say milk-colored maidens are dancing on the petals of orchids. How co...

With God, being lost is nothing more than an idea that never has and never will be anything more than an idea.

Have we ever thought that being lost is our destination?

If you lead me astray, then my wanderings will bring me to my destination.

My ideal journey: set out early and never arrive.

Could it be that we lost something because had we not lost it, we would have lost ourselves?

Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, who ever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth. They do not preach learning and precepts, they preach, undeterred by particulars,...

So many people live life without knowing the life they are living. We must get a reasonable reason for living

I'm a wanderer. But i don't wander to explore the outer physical world , I do it to explore the universe inside me.

I was forced to wander, having no one, forced by my nature to keep wandering because wandering was the only thing that I believed in, and the only thing that believed in me.

Why aren't you in school? I see you every day wandering around.Oh, they don't miss me, she said. I'm antisocial, they say. I don't mix. It's so strange. I'm very social indeed. It all depends on what...

Betelgeuse, Achenar. Orion. Aquila. Centre the Cross and you have a steady compass. But there's no compass for my ever disoriented soul, only ever beckoning ghost lights. In the one sure direction, to...

She had a wild, wandering soul but when she loved, she loved with chaos and that made all the difference.

I am a free soul, singing my heart out by myself no matter where I go and I call strangers my friends because I learn things and find ways to fit them into my own world. I hear what people say, rearra...

Midway along the journey of our lifeI woke to find myself in a dark wood,for I had wandered off from the straight path.How hard it is to tell what it was like,this wood of wilderness, savage and stubb...

When you give yourself to places, they give you yourself back; the more one comes to know them, the more one seeds them with the invisible crop of memories and associations that will be waiting for yo...