“Circle me and the needle moves gracefullyBack and forth, if my heart was a compass you'd be NorthRisk it all cause I'll catch you if you fallWherever you go, if my heart was a house you'd be home.”
“North was only a direction indicated by a compass--if a man had one, that is, for otherwise there was no north or south or east or west; there was only the brooding desolation.”
“The problem is whether we are determined to go in the direction of compassion or not. If we are, then can we reduce the suffering to a minimum? If I lose my direction, I have to look for the North Star, and I go to the north. That does not mean I expect to arrive at the North Star. I just want to go in that direction.”
“Goals are my north star. My compass. The map that guides me along the road I wish to travel. Goals are motivations with wind in their sails—they carry me forward despite the storms.”
“Like a compass needle that points north, a man's accusing finger always finds a woman. Always.”