Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
People take different roads seeking fulfilment and happiness. Just because they're not on your road doesn't mean they've gotten lost.
When all's said and done, all roads lead to the same end. So it's not so much which road you take, as how you take it.
Just because they're not on your road doesn't mean they've gotten lost.
The person attempting to travel two roads at once will get nowhere.
Philosophy: A route of many roads leading from nowhere to nothing.
We believe in government involvement that leads to independence: good schools, quality roads and the best health care.
I do not object to the construction of rail roads and canals.
It is a new road to happiness, if you have strength enough to castigate a little the various impulses that sway you in turn.
History does not teach fatalism. There are moments when the will of a handful of free men breaks through determinism and opens up new roads.
Your mind, this globe of awareness, is a starry universe. When you push off with your foot, a thousand new roads become clear.
The change is radical it gives us new natures, it makes us love what we hated and hate what we loved, it sets us in a new road; it makes our habits different, it makes our thoughts different, it makes us different in private, and different in public.
Baptism into this Church is a serious thing. It represents a covenant made with our Heavenly Father. It is much more than a right of passage. It is a gateway to a new manner of living, and a new road on which to walk that leads to immortality and eternal life. It was never intended as a dead end. It was intended to open a glorious and wonderful way of life to all who would walk in obedience to the commandments of God.
Still round the corner there may wait A new road or a secret gate And though I oft have passed them by A day will come at last when I Shall take the hidden paths that run West of the Moon, East of the Sun.
But that's the beauty of life: time is yours to keep and to change. Just a few minutes can be sufficient to carve a new road, a new track. Just a few minutes, and the void is kept at bay. You will live forever with that new road inside of you, stretching away to a place suggested, barely, on the horizon. For the shortest time, shorter than the shortest second's breath, you get to stand up to infinity. But eventually, and always, infinity wins.
Our wretched species is so made that those who walk on the well-trodden path always throw stones at those who are showing a new road.
Throughout the centuries there were men who took first steps, down new roads, armed with nothing but their own vision.
Still round the corner there may wait, A new road or a secret gate.
Dying is a wild night and a new road.
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