Life is one big road with lots of signs, So when you riding through the ruts, Don't you complicate your mind Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy Don't bury your thoughts; put your vision to reality.
Don't you complicate your mind Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy.
Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality.
It takes guts to get out of the ruts.
The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.
Little men with little minds and little imaginations go through life in little ruts, smugly resisting all changes which would jar their little worlds.
So easy to fall into a rut, isn't it? Why should ruts be so comfortable and so unpopular?
Many people are in a rut and a rut is nothing but a grave-with both ends kicked out.
There are those who would misteach us that to stick in a rut is consistency - and a virtue, and that to climb out of the rut is inconsistency - and a vice.
Kids don't have ruts yet that adults have carved into their minds. They're born logical. Crooked thinking has to be taught.
The truth is that our finest moments are most likely to occur when we are feeling deeply uncomfortable, unhappy, or unfulfilled. For it is only in such moments, propelled by our discomfort, that we are likely to step out of our ruts and start searching for different ways or truer answers.
The path of least resistance and least trouble is a mental rut already made. It requires troublesome work to undertake the alternation of old beliefs.
Habit is necessary; it is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought against if one is to remain alive.
We walk ourselves into ruts so deep we cannot see over them.
The great advantage of being in a rut is that when one is in a rut, one knows exactly where one is.
He who rejects change is the architect of decay.
He who rejects change is the architect of decay. The only human institution which rejects progress is the cemetery.
What, then, is the true Gospel of consistency? Change. Who is the really consistent man? The man who changes. Since change is the law of his being, he cannot be consistent if he stick in a rut.
There must be people who remember World War II and the Holocaust who can help us get out of this rut.
First love, with its frantic haughty imagination, swings its object clear of the everyday, over the rut of living, making him all looks, silences, gestures, attitudes, a burning phrase with no context.
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