Real obstacles don't take you in circles. They can be overcome. Invented ones are like a maze.
Life is no straight and easy corridor along which we travel free and unhampered, but a maze of passages, through which we must seek our way, lost and confused, now and again checked in a blind alley. But always, if we have faith, a door will open for us, not perhaps one that we ourselves would ever have thought of, but one that will ultimately prove good for us
To walk safely through the maze of human life, one needs the light of wisdom and the guidance of virtue.
There is no route out of the maze. The maze shifts as you move through it, because it is alive.
At some point we all look up and realize we are lost in a maze.
Life is like a maze in which you try to avoid the exit.
The future is an ever-shifting maze of possibilities until it becomes the present
A mighty maze! But not without a plan.
Those who search for truth are too conscious of the maze to be hard on others...
The path I choose through the maze makes me what I am. I am not only a thing, but also a way of being--one of many ways--and knowing the paths I have followed and the ones left to take will help me understand what I am becoming.
It is safer to search in the maze than to remain in a cheeseless situation
Life is a maze in which we take the wrong turning before we have learned to walk.
I have thrust myself into this maze, Haply to wive and thrive as best I may.
It's a lot easier to complete a maze if you start at the end.
If you go the way of your thoughts you will be carried away by them and you will find yourself in an endless maze.
Happiness ... leads none of us by the same route.
A rat in a maze is free to go anywhere, as long as it stays inside the maze.
I suppose it’s easier to see the way out of anything when you’ve found your way out of that maze. When you’re stuck in the middle, in a series of dead-ends making circles, it’s difficult to make any sense of anything.
I was in a maze. No matter which way I turned, it was the wrong way.
Happiness, that grand mistress of the ceremonies in the dance of life, impels us through all its mazes and meanderings, but leads none of us by the same route.
there is no gateway to maturity; there is no line that is crossed. Maturity is like a maze, one path leading to another; it is like a great building full of corridors, one turning into another. Did anybody ever reach the end, so there was a clear way ahead, so he could say, now I am rich with knowledge, now I know all the answers?
Most of us make unconscious choices in the words that we use; we sleep-walk through the maze of possibilities available to us.
I am the Walker and the Maze.
Knowledge is awareness, and to it are many paths, not all of them paved with logic. But sometimes one is guided through the maze by intuition. One is led by something felt on the wind, something seen in the stars, something that calls from the wasteland to the spirit.
Do you know my friend that each one of us is a dark mystery, a maze of conflicting passions and desire and aptitudes?
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