to wander among the neat rows of boutiques.

The soul wanders in the dark, until it finds love. And so, wherever our love goes, there we find our soul.

— Mary Zimmerman

Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are…

— Anonymous

There is usually no dreamer so unworldly as the anthologist. He wanders in a vast garden, lost in wonder, unable to decide often between…

— Mary Webb

People wander about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread.

— William Stafford

No matter what. Wherever your mind wanders, it seems to turn up at the same Field of Dreams. It's the vision you wake up…

— James C. Collins

And, when night Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.

— John Milton

Memory is like fiction; or else it's fiction that's like memory. This really came home to me once I started writing fiction, that memory…

— Haruki Murakami

If you don't know where you're going, you'll wind up somewhere else. Not all those who wander are lost.

— J. R. R. Tolkien

In the Sacramento of the 1950s, it was as though White simply hadn't had time enough to figure Brown out. It was a busy…

— Richard Rodriguez

In these years we are witnessing the gigantic spectacle of innumerable human lives wandering about lost in their own labyrinths, through not having anything…

— Jose Ortega y Gasset

Night is a curious child, wandering Between earth and sky, creeping In windows and doors, daubing The entire neighborhood With purple paint.

— Frank Marshall Davis

He felt as though he were wandering in the forests of the sea bottom, lost in a monstrous world where he himself was the…

— George Orwell

... with men it's rush, rush, rush, every minute. I'm glad I'm a sedentary spider." "What does sedentary mean?" asked Wilbur. "Means I sit…

— Anonymous

The only way to Heaven is prayer; a prayer of the heart, which every one is capable of, and not of reasonings which are…

— Jeanne Marie Bouvier de la Motte Guyon

An objective is an ambition, and life without ambition is ... well, aimless wandering.

— Alfred Wainwright