The Way Quotes

“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
― Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche

“If the mind is to emerge unscathed from this relentless struggle with the unforeseen, two qualities are indispensable: first, an intellect that, even in the darkest hour, retains some glimmerings of the inner light which leads to truth; and second, the courage to follow this faint light wherever it may lead.”
― Carl Von Clausewitz, On War: Volume 1

“All the way to heaven is heaven, because Jesus said, "I am the way.”
― St. Catherine of Siena

“When you are posessed by evil spirits, it is crafty manipulations that you follow; but when you are posessed by the Holy Spirit of God, it is wise discretions you pursue!”
― Israelmore Ayivor

“Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude; never selfish, not quick to take offense. Love keeps no score of wrongs; does not gloat over other men's sins, but delights in the truth. There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, its hope, and endurance. [....] In a word, there are three things that last forever: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of them all is love.”
― Anonymous, The Holy Bible: King James Version

“Around the years 20 to 35 of the Current Era, a mystic Hebrew Yogi by the name of Yehōshùa began teaching people about a spiritual dimension, or the Kingdom of Heaven, that can be found within Man, despite the fact that many people are still unaware of this spiritual state.

Yehōshùa, better known in our times as Jesus, did not teach The Way directly to the people, but by the use of parables, elucidating their deepest meanings to those who were closest to him...”
― ANTON SAMMUT, The Secret Gospel of Jesus, AD 0-78

“There is no other way to determine the difference between the will of God and the crafts of satan... Jesus is the way, the truth and the life... The Holy Spirit of God is the Comforter...”
― Israelmore Ayivor

“Has it ever occurred to you, Master Ninefingers, that a sword is different from other weapons? Axes and maces and so forth are lethal enough, but they hang on the belt like dumb brutes." He ran an eye over the hilt, plain cold metal scored with faint grooves for a good grip, glinting in the torchlight. "But a sword... a sword has a voice."

"Eh?"

"Sheathed it has little to say, to be sure, but you need only put your hand on the hilt and it begins to whisper in your enemy's ear." He wrapped his fingers tightly round the grip. "A gentle warning. A word of caution. Do you hear it?"

Logen nodded slowly. "Now," murmured Bayaz, "compare it to the sword half drawn." A foot length of metal hissed out of the sheath, a single silver letter shining near the hilt. The blade itself was dull, but its edge had a cold and frosty glint. "It speaks louder, does it not? It hisses a dire threat. It makes a deadly promise. Do you hear it?"

Logen nodded again, his eye fastened on that glittering edge. "Now compare it to the sword full drawn." Bayaz whipped the long blade from its sheath with a faint ringing sound, brought it up so that the point hovered inches from Logen's face. "It shouts now, does it not? It screams defiance! It bellows a challenge! Do you hear it?"

"Mmm," said Logen, leaning back and staring slightly crosseyed at the shining point of the sword.

Bayaz let it drop and slid it gently back into its scabbard, something to Logen's relief. "Yes, a sword has a voice. Axes and maces and so forth are lethal enough, but a sword is a subtle weapon, and suited to a subtle man. You I think, Master Ninefingers, are subtler than you appear." Logen frowned as Bayaz held the sword out to him. He had been accused of many things in his life, but never subtlety. "Consider it a gift. My thanks for your good manners.”
― Joe Abercrombie, The Blade Itself

“In dreams, you will find the truth.
In dreams, you will find a way.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, The Oneironaut’s Diary

“Christ said: 'I am the Way'. If He is the Way, we should follow Him, not outwardly, but from within. And we must remember that on Golgotha and in Gethsemane He was confronted by the hostility of everyone. Alone.”
― Sophrony Sakharov, Words of Life

“The one who walks the Way
does not harden to endure.
They soften —
to stay true.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“You do not walk away from grief.
You walk with it —
through rooms once shared,
through days that ache,
through nights that whisper.

The one who follows the Way
does not wait for sorrow to lift
before rejoining the world.
They carry it
into the garden,
into the quiet kitchen,
into the tender risk
of reaching again.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“Anyone can run.
Anyone can go silent,
reach for distraction,
close the door
and call it healing.

But the one who walks the Way
does not abandon the ache.
They stay.
Not out of comfort —
but out of truth.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“You don’t grieve what was hollow.
You don’t ache for what never touched you.
Pain is not failure —
it is the residue of connection.
The echo of something that mattered.

The one who walks the Way
does not rush to mend the tear.
They place a hand beside it.
They let it breathe.
They let it speak
in pulses and silence.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“Sorrow is not a malfunction.
It is not a sign
that something has gone wrong.
It is a riverbed emotion
— ancient, alive —
part of what makes you real.

The one who follows the Way
does not try to seal it off.
They do not rush for tools,
or wrap it in advice.
They sit beside sorrow
without a script.
They breathe with it.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“Healing does not march in straight lines.
It loops.
It stutters.
It circles back
like tide drawn by unseen moons.

The one who walks the Way
does not flinch at return.
They know:
the place you revisit
is not the same,
because you are not the same.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“You are not who you were
before the rupture.
You are not meant to be.

The one who follows the Way
does not patch the vessel
or search for old blueprints.
They sit beside the broken form
and listen
to what echoes through the cracks.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“Grief does not end.
It shifts.
It softens, vanishes, returns.
It curls up in your ribs
and then startles you awake.

The one who walks the Way
does not wait for a clean horizon.
They walk without needing to finish.
They rest without shame.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“Pain is not proof of failure.
It is the echo left
by something that mattered.
A tenderness that opened
and did not close cleanly.

The one who walks the Way
does not recoil from pain.
They meet it like weather.
They let it pass through.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“The bowl is cracked.
The letter was never answered.
The goodbye came too early —
or not at all.

The one who walks the Way
does not confuse wholeness with symmetry.
They see beauty in the uneven,
truth in the pause.
They do not chase the last word.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“Some days you move forward.
Some days you fall apart.
And some days,
you simply float
in the strange middle.

You breathe,
but nothing changes.
And that counts, too.

The one who walks the Way
does not chase progress.
They bow to the bend.
They let the detour teach.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“You don’t need a temple.
You are one.

The breath,
the ache,
the memory that rises unbidden —
this is where grief bows.

The one who walks the Way
does not search for the sacred
in stone or scripture.
They feel it stir
when the wind shifts.
They feel it open
in the tremble of a song.”
― G. Scott Graham, The Tao of Grief

“You do not move on.
You move with.

Grief is not a door you exit.
It is the floor beneath you.
It holds you up,
even as it shakes.

The one who walks the Way
does not step over sorrow
to prove strength.
They carry it like water —
not clenched,
but cupped.”
― G. Scott Graham

“No one ever sees a phoenix painting words,
Thoughts echo a wasteland:
songs by fate given a heart,
the indifferent let the unpolished shine,
'Get nothing, give nothing, receive nothing,'
The way is lost.
'Maybe this is the one,' no one knows.”
― J.L. Haynes

“Saying that one chooses the lesser two evils is as saying that one would have antifreeze over cyanide because it tastes better. Both lead to death.
Good choices lead to life. Only one way to leads to life. Choose well.”
― Gillian Duce

“Just as our hearts can break to learn how to beat, change ushers in the dances we need. Everything is a newborn gift and a new chance. Everything leads the way- through darkness opening to light. Compassion, forgiveness and inner sight usher us into the ever-twinkling starlight.”
― Ulonda Faye, Sutras of the Heart: Spiritual Poetry to Nourish the Soul

“Every thought shines a light.
Every thought shows the way.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Night of a Thousand Thoughts

“The path is not for feet to follow.”
― The Muppet Philosopher

“When the road gets really rough, lean on Him even more. He is still The Way!”
― TemitOpe Ibrahim

“That depends on what path you take,” Benedict said.

Bridget felt her frown deepen. “My path … You aren’t going to attempt to convert me to your religion, are you? I hope you are not, sir. That would be awkward.”

Again, that easy laugh rolled forth. “Those who follow the Way have no need to proselytize. One does not convert to the Way. One simply realizes that one already follows the Way.”
― Jim Butcher