Lostness Quotes

“Some beautiful paths can't be discovered without getting lost.”
― Erol Ozan

“It no longer makes me cry and die and tear myself to see her go because everything goes away from me like that now — girls, visions, anything, just in the same way and forever and I accept lostness forever.”
― Jack Kerouac

“She had lost herself somewhere along the frontier between her inventions, her stories, her fantasies and her true self. The boundaries had become effaced, the tracks lost, she had walked into pure chaos, and not a chaos which carried her like the galloping of romantic riders in operas and legends, but which suddenly revealed the stage props: a papier-mâché horse.”
― Anaïs Nin, A Spy in the House of Love

“The outsider is not sure who he is. He has found an “I”, but it is not his true “I”.’ His main business is to find his way back to himself.”
― Colin Wilson, The Outsider

“طريد ولي مأوى, مباح ولي حمى
وحيد ولي صحب, غريب ولي اهل”
― Abdul Rahman Munif, الآن هنا.. أو شرق المتوسط مرة أخرى

“I just want to be normal.” - Fenn”
― Candace Knoebel

“(On the seeming futility of metaphysics) Why then has nature afflicted our reason with the restless striving for such a path, as if it were one of reason's most important occupations? Still more, how little cause have we to place trust in our reason if in one of the most important parts of our desire for knowledge it does not merely forsake us but even entices us with delusions and in the end betrays us!

Or if the path has merely eluded us so far, what indications may we use that might lead us to hope that in renewed attempts we will be luckier than those who have gone before us?”
― Immanuel Kant, Critique of Pure Reason

“Not every lost soul wants to be found, because not every lost is lost, some of them found something or many thing or even everything in their lostness!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Cuando te pierdes en un bosque, a veces tardas un rato en darte cuenta de que te has perdido. Te puedes tirar un buen tiempo intentando convencerte de que te has alejado un poco del camino, pero que lo vas a encontrar de aquí a nada. Entonces cae la noche sin parar, y sigues sin tener ni idea de dónde estás, y ha llegado el momento de admitir que te has apartado atolondradamente del camino, tanto que ya no sabes ni siquiera por dónde sale el sol.”
― Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love

“Imagination envisions what could be. Reality states what is. And when my journey is shaped by one of these at the exclusion of the other, I will eventually wake up on some road facing the ‘reality’ that I’m far more lost than I could have ‘imagined’.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“There are many elder sons and elder daughters who are lost while still at home. And it is this lostness—characterized by judgment and condemnation, anger and resentment, bitterness and jealousy—that is so pernicious and so damaging to the human heart. Often we think about lostness in terms of actions that are quite visible. The lostness of the elder son is much harder to identify. A dark power erupts in him and boils to the surface. Suddenly, there becomes glaringly visible a resentful, proud, unkind, selfish person.”
― Henri J.M. Nouwen, The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming

“I wasn't sure whether I liked "goodness" so much as I had supposed. This is a very terrible experience. As long as what you are afraid of is something evil, you may still hope that the good may come to your rescue. But suppose you struggle through to the good and find that it also is dreadful? How if food itself turns out to be the very thing you can't eat, and home the very place you can't live, and your very comforter the person who makes you uncomfortable? Then, indeed, there is no rescue possible: the last card has been played.”
― C. S. Lewis, PERELANDRA:

“We opened a second bottle of Merlot on the soft leather of our pretty mint-green couch. I’d been intoxicated only a handful of instances in my life. Bittersweet truth blooming, a dandelion in my heart, I confessed to him that I was feeling rootless. I whispered in the small cave of my love’s ear, “I am a lost ship.”
― Aspen Matis, Your Blue Is Not My Blue: A Missing Person Memoir

“I can see three ways to a truly compassionate fatherhood: grief, forgiveness, and generosity. Grief is the discipline of the heart that sees the sin of the world, and knows itself to be the sorrowful price of freedom without which love cannot bloom. I am beginning to see that much of praying is grieving. Grief allows me to see beyond my wall and realize the immense suffering that results from human lostness.”
― Henri J.M. Nouwen, The Return of the Prodigal Son: A Story of Homecoming

“The whole crux of the Christian faith is that we cannot save ourselves... I know that I can't fix the brokenness inside me or overcome my own sin. For people who don't share my faith, this sounds totally depressing, I know. And entire self-help sections of bookstores tell you otherwise, I know this too. For some reason it is easier to believe that we can muscle our way to better, more fulfilled selves, rather than accept that we are hopelessly flawed and all of those efforts are going to be temporary. It doesn't mean we are idiots. Or weaklings. We know the phone number. We stay on the block when we are lost. We use the tools God gave us: brains and senses of humor. But ultimately, we cannot always find our way back when we are lost. He has to come get us.”
― Elizabeth Passarella, It Was an Ugly Couch Anyway: And Other Thoughts on Moving Forward