“Each heart is a pilgrim,Each one wants to knowThe reason why the winds dieAnd where the stories go.Pilgrim, in your journeyYou may travel far,For pilgrim it's a long wayTo find out who you are...”

“Long, long journey through the darknessLong, long way to goBut what are miles across the oceanTo the heart that's coming home?”

“To leave the thread of all timeAnd let it make a dark lineIn hopes that I can still findThe way back to the momentI took the turn and turned toBegin a new beginningStill looking for the answerI cannot find the finishIt's either this or that wayIt's one way or the otherIt should be one directionIt could be on reflectionThe turn I have just takenThe turn that I was makingI might be just beginningI might be near the end.”

“Grief is like a long journeyYou wake each morning in a different place”

“Alice! A childish story take,And with a gentile handLay it where Childhood dreams are twinedIn memory's mystic band,Like pilgrim's withered wreath of flowersPluck'd in a far off land.”

“Now you will no longer fear the storm, for you find shelter in each other. Now the cold cannot harm you, for you warm each other with love. Now when strength fails, you will be the wind at the other's back. Now the darkness holds no danger, for you will be the light to each other's path. Now you will defy despair, for you will bring hope to each other's heart. Now there will be no loneliness, for there will always be a hand reaching out to hold you when all seems darkest. Where there were two paths, there is now one. May your days together be long upon the earth, and each day blessed with joy in each other.”

“It is imperative that the past of the pilgrims' progress be intentionally carried forward into the present as we work into our future. Without it we cannot know who we are, why we are here, or where we can go. Without a common past to live out of we become aimless and wandering individuals instead of a pilgrim people.”