I Am Pilgrim Quotes
In order for us, black and white, to disenthrall ourselves from the harshest slavemaster, racism, we must disinter our buried history.... We are all the Pilgrim, setting out on this journey.
Was there ever yet anything written by mere man that was wished longer by its readers, excepting Don Quixote, Robinson Crusoe, and the Pilgrim's Progress?
We are Godseekers all, though some be churchgoing believers and others pilgrims to an unknown shrine.
In dreams we stand in this great democracy of the possible and there we are right pilgrims indeed. There we go forth to meet what we shall meet.
Once more I am a wanderer, a pilgrim, through the world. But what else are you?
The first time I toured the U.K. was in the early '90s with Billy Pilgrim, so I know how much the people there love music.
And what is the problem? It is the old problem of the anxious searcher - the mythic in the interior castle, the poet-pilgrim in a dark wood not sure how to proceed. Which way is the right way?
My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring.
Every man, woman, and child on this earth is a wandering pilgrim in his or her own way—each searching for a belonging place. That sense of belonging is found only as we care for one another.
nobody’s ever been arrested for a murder
All of us are pilgrims on this earth. I have even heard it said that the earth itself is a pilgrim in the heavens.
May God bless and guide us on path of light in Jesus Name.
After many paths and many years, perhaps many lifetimes, we become aware of the sacredness of our suffering.
this song is for the guy who keeps yelling from the balcony, and it's called 'we hate you, please die.
And as we know from the pilgrimage diaries of Swami Ramdas, it is when we renounce everything that everything is given to us, in abundance. Everything: meaning the intensity of presence itself.
You lift your head, you’re on your way, but really just to be walking, to be out of doors. That’s it, that’s all, and you’re there. Outdoors is our element: the exact sensation of living there.
Think while walking, walk while thinking, and let writing be but the light pause, as the body on a walk rests in contemplation of wide open spaces.