Unknown Path Quotes

It's like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

There is no certainty; there is only adventure.

Um, I don't know, really [about my future.]

I have no idea what will come next in my writing life or life in general. I like not knowing, but I know what I want. That doesn't mean it will happen, but I'll give it my best try.

I never know where I am going, though. That is part of what makes it so wonderful. And after all, who does?

For me, I have never walked a path that has been carefully crafted or charted. I have gone into territory unknown on many an occasion.

I don't know where I'm going from here, but I promise it won't be boring.

A good traveller is one who does not know where he is going to, and a perfect traveller does not know where he came from.

When I start a story, I don't know where it's going.

So I started out for God knows where. I guess I'll know when I get there.

A recorded past is no more than a bygone present composed of the footprints made by human beings actually going somewhere but not knowing (in any extended sense), and certainly not revealing to us, how, they came to be afoot on these particular journeys.

One who journeying Along a way he knows not, having crossed A place of drear extent, before him sees A river rushing swiftly toward the deep, And all its tossing current white with foam, And stops and turns, and measures back his way.

I think finding the way in life is the hardest part. At every stage of life, every trial, every success, you know, you're going into some kind of fog. There isn't a plan that suddenly reveals itself, and you go, "Ta-da! Now I understand."

The one thing about me is that I don’t even know where I’ll end up, and I don’t know what I’ll be doing but I know that I’ll never really stop.

Sooner or later you must move down an unknown road that leads beyond the range of the imagination, and the only certainty is that the trip has to be made.

I h a v e a l l t h a t I r e q u e s t e d and I do not want what I haven't got. I have learned this from my mother ; see how happy she has made me. I will take this road much further though I know not where it takes me.

What is the path? There is no path. On into the unknown.

And no, we don't know where it will lead. We just know there's something much bigger than any of us here.

We are led on, like little children, by a way we know not.

I believe if I knew where I was going, I'd lose my way.

Strange, is it not? That of the myriads who Before us pass'd the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the Road Which to discover we must travel too.

Part of writing a novel is being willing to leap into the blackness. You have very little idea, really, of what's going to happen. You have a broad sense, maybe, but it's this rash leap. It's like spelunking. You kind of create the right path for yourself. But, boy, are there so many points at which you think, absolutely, I'm going down the wrong hole here. And I can't get back to the right hole. I'm not going to be able to get this section back to the right hole - so I'm just going to have to cut it.

Things happen for a reason. We'll see where life takes me from here.

Trust and start walking. We are not alone in the dark, our path will unfold as we move.

Since we don't know where we're going, we have to stick together in case someone gets there.