Best 19 quotes in «tunnel quotes» category

At the end of every light, is a tunnel of darkness.

Clusters of bats hung like bunches of withered grapes from the roof and when, from time to time, either Kerim's head or Bond's brushed against them, they exploded twittering into the darkness.

But that's life. One long tunnel. There are lights along the way. Sometimes they feel spread farther apart than others, but they're there. And when you find one, it's okay to stand under it for a while to catch your breath before marching back into the dark.

Coming out of the Tunnel.... I am bursting with a new found feeling of my own existence. Strong and powerful frequencies. My mind is wandering to wide open fields and long-forgotten lands with limitless possibilities. I am not quite there yet. Holding still in anticipation, don’t want to miss hearing my inner voice – soft and deep. With me are friendly skies on rainy days and my life is getting warmer.

Coming out of the Tunnel I am bursting with a new found feeling of my own existence. Strong and powerful frequencies. My mind is wandering to wide open fields and long-forgotten lands with limitless possibilities. I am not quite there yet. Holding still in anticipation, I don’t want to miss hearing my inner voice – soft and deep. With me are friendly skies on rainy days and my life is getting warmer.

If you entered a tunnel, you can be sure that the tunnel has at least one exit!

Dreams hit the fan? Life unexpectedly take a turn for the worst? Here’s what you do: First thing I think is to realize God didn’t do this to you. It’s just life. Second, know that it sucks. It does. Third, it’s a tunnel not a cave. Fourth, it still sucks. Fifth, it’s not hopeless. Assign meaning to it. Choose for these horrible things to bring you closer to family and god and not farther apart. Praying for you

If you do not see light at the end of the tunnel, consider it an opportunity to create an opening yourself, wherever you want.

Damn the tunnels and fuck those who wait for the light at the end of it, Darling; Just stop wasting your time and learn to be your own kind of light …

If you're trapped in a tunnel with many open exits, the tunnel can't help you! The exit is in your mind!

In a dark tunnel all we need is to move because no exit shall ever appear before us by itself! Move is the very exit itself where there seems to be no exit!

If you see the light at the end of the tunnel, you’re looking through binoculars the wrong way

I love a mysterious underground and have exploited this in many of my books: the ice tunnels of Greenland, the volcanic tubes of Iceland, the mysterious passageways beneath an ancient African hillside or a Buddhist monastery in central China. And of course, London's famous tube system, setting for my book LONDON UNDERGROUND. It's a funny sort of fixation, especially given my mother's claustrophobia, which I saw her deal with on many occasions. We once lined up to take a tour into the Lascaux Caverns in France to see the ancient cave paintings. My mother didn't make it past the first quirky turn into the depths, and she sent me on by myself. Given her interest in history and archaeology, which she used as the basis for a series of mysteries she published and which inspired my own writing, it always surprised me she still loved to write about places she could never visit.

W- When A- All seems L- Lost... K- Keep the faith! WALK on… There's a bulb at the end of your tunnel. Your faith will light it up when you get there! Don't drop the faith; Keep it up!

It's true. The storms won't last forever. The nasty weather will never last. There is always that light at the end of the tunnel.

Sometimes life seems a dark tunnel with no light at the end, but if you just keep moving forward, you will end up in a better place.

Sometimes you must behave like a tunnel! If a formidable mountain is on your way, thrust through it!

There's always a light at the end of the tunnel, even if it's the death of the body.

We took the path that led others nowhere and only we saw the light at the end of the tunnel. They warned us about the monsters we would encounter, the odds that we would meet. And they laughed when we got the scars while fighting the dragons on our way. When we came back out of the tunnel, holding the sword that they always craved for tightly in our hand. Bleeding and the sun shining on our face. We became the tales they wanted to be. We became the reflections of what they always wanted to see themselves through. We became the warriors they had always imagined of.