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A driver reaches a destination by driving on that road, not by laying back to enjoy the view.

ADEPT ADAPTATION Potholes on the road of life sharpen our maneuverability skills Kamil Ali

after Ernest Hemingway a road. a sign. Like a yellow kite flying in the sky last week the old bookmark Cul-de-sac. pull away wrong turn Window open a song adrift among the grass buttoned white shirt Sweat absorbed vest back to back Stars on the highway a black gap closes Wild strawberries in red.

—¿Adónde vamos' —pregunté. —No lo sé—dijo—. Simplemente damos una vuelta en coche. —pero esta carretera no lleva a ninguna parte—le dije. —No importa. —¿Y qué es lo que importa? —le pregunté al cabo de un rato. —Solo que estamos en ella, tío —dijo.

All roads were one, surely, even if their textures differed. Was she as varied, a part of herself as rough and tutted as the Goreddi roads, and some other part as efficient as the Ninysh? She often felt, early in the morning, when the world seemed most malleable, that she contained these potentials, and more. It wasn’t merely that she could be anything, but that she was everything, all at once.

All roads are tough, but you have to choose the one you know you'll never be sorry for taking.

All the roads you regret for not going to the end represent the alternative lives you have missed!

All your life, you will always encounter two roads: One is easy, other one is difficult! One is flat, other one is steep! For glory and honor and for real success, choose the hard road!

All the beautiful roads are infinite because beauty gives us the feeling of infinity!

All of a sudden we were out of the lot and on the highway next to the mountains, flying. I put my hand out the window, and then I put my head out. I felt my hair blow behind me and the air rush into me, and I forgot for a moment to worry about how I was supposed to be. Because I was perfect right then. Everything was. And Sky was a perfect driver. Not scary. Just steady. And fast. I wanted the music to last forever.

And see ye not that braid braid road That lies across that lily leven? That is the path of wickedness Though some call it the road to heaven

An insipid voice message or an incongruent emergence from the “other” world may disrupt our whole thinking system. If we are not able to deal with the fragmentation of our self and assess the deconstruction of our identity, a corny incident could easily capsize our being. A misinterpretation of facts and expectations may perturb our awareness and unsettle our perception. When “I” and “me” don’t get along very well, the road to oneness may be very often bumpy. (“Alors, tout a basculé”)

Any halfway clever devil would decorate the highway to Hell as beautiful as possible.

Anyway, I think the two of you should be free to do whatever you want right now. When you're young, you think the only way to happiness is the hard road... but it's actually much simpler than that.

A road often travelled has heavy traffic and you take more time to reach the destination.

A principle is not merely a fundamental truth, but principles must serve as the very first source of every decision we make along the road to success.

A silent velvet footstep filled me, unwelcome yet so needed. You finally found my hidden shore with grains of time and ocean of the most secret secrets, violet and red; left a trail of deep blue footsteps on my glowing beach of soul, and no matter how many times tides wash the golden sand anew, your prints can never be erased. Each one a shining star in my quiet Universe...

and so I opened my eyes and I opened my mind and I saw something I never would have noticed on a bicycle unless I was going very, very fast down a very long hill. Because of the speed of the bus and how I was exerting no effort, the telephone wires on the side of the road, sagging between poles, went up and down with the same rhythm as my heartbeat.

As long as your determination is at least as long as the the road you travel, you will definitely reach your destination!

As a child, I used to wonder why markets in my locality were all situated near the main roads. I grew up a little to get the answer; “that business minded people can meet there easily!" Your dream must be situated where they can meet people!

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A thousand times, people may have touched each other, but never ever sensed a single vein of oneness or complicity in the wilderness of their inner world, since obdurate mental impediments have been barricading the road to understanding and propinquity. (“A thousand times”)

Australia is filled with roundabouts and everyone drives on the wrong side of the road. In the end we decided to split up the work and I feverishly watched the GPS and yelled, "Left! Right! ROUNDABOUT!

Be a true traveller, don't be a temporary tourist.

Before you came, things were as they should be: the sky was the dead-end of sight, the road was just a road, wine merely wine. Now everything is like my heart, a color at the edge of blood: the grey of your absence, the color of poison, of thorns, the gold when we meet, the season ablaze, the yellow of autumn, the red of flowers, of flames, and the black when you cover the earth with the coal of dead fires. And the sky, the road, the glass of wine? The sky is a shirt wet with tears, the road a vein about to break, and the glass of wine a mirror in which the sky, the road, the world keep changing. Don’t leave now that you’re here— Stay. So the world may become like itself again: so the sky may be the sky, the road a road, and the glass of wine not a mirror, just a glass of wine.

Be grateful for the adversities you face in life, because each experience is uniquely designed - Just For You. To enliğhten your mind and soul. No matter how painful, it is worth every bit the lesson, the reward it holds in store

Change your direction any moment, you realize you are on the wrong road.

Concentrate on the road ahead, not on the road behind!

Could he have been the fork in the road American never took, the singular point she jumped the wrong way from? Suppose the Slothropite heresy had had the time to consolidate and prosper? Might there have been fewer crimes in the name of Jesus, and more mercy in the name of Judas Iscariot? It seems to Tyrone Slothrop that there might be a route back--maybe that anarchist he met in Zurich was right, maybe for a little while all the fences are down, one road as good as another, the whole space of the Zone cleared...

As long as you keep on walking on the old paths, you will never have footprints on the new paths!

Can you walk the road your dream goes? Sometimes. Sometimes I am afraid to. Who is not. ...

Difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations.

Death is like that, it blinks, we blink; not always able to see the Stop signs, hiding behind trees in the corner of the roads.

Don’t be afraid of an endless road, but the road with an end!

Don’t always complain the way isn’t there. If you can’t find the way, create it.

Dead-end roads don't mean you've come to your end, just means you need to take a different detour.

Eduard had already been on that road several times but he had always decided to go back because he'd still not received the signal to go forward. Now things were different. The signal had finally come in the form of a young woman with green eyes, brown hair and the startled look of someone who thinks they know what they want.

Entrepreneurs pay the price of a road less traveled, while everyone else takes the freeway and perpetually misses their own exit.

Do what is uncommon; do it in the uncommon way

Down the road of hate, at every busted corner lurks the need for love.

Every time, I am lost and said a little prayer, I divine force, reach out to help me find my way.

Every day is a lie, he said. But you are dying. That is not a lie.

Every night I used to pray that I’d find my people, and finally I did on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore, except to make our lives into a work of art.

Failure, loss and defeat are just mile markers on the road to success.

Failure is a fatality that carves the road to success.

Finally, we entered Chetaube County, my imaginary birthplace, where the names of the little winding roads and minuscule mountain communities never failed to inspire me: Yardscrabble, Big Log, Upper, Middle and Lower Pigsty, Chicken Scratch, Cooterville, Felchville, Dust Rag, Dough Bag, Uranus Ridge, Big Bottom, Hooter Holler, Quickskillet, Buck Wallow, Possum Strut ... We always say a picture speaks a thousand words, but isn’t the opposite equally true?

Find a unique path and make a successful journey over there! This is the way to have a unique place in the history!

Fine is the line between vengeance and justice. Blur it and you become no better than him.

Foggy road is a blessing because it is full of surprises and life is such a road! We are incredibly lucky that we all have an unknowable future!

For I have nothing to lean on, nowhere to call my home and there is nowhere I will go for Christmas to rest my head and touch familiar walls. I have no degree to show on paper or employment to take care of my health or the reassurance that I can pay my rent. And I have no right to complain because this is the road I choose and I built it myself, not really knowing where I wanted it to lead, but I have hope in all things ahead and behind and I am learning to let myself go. Forget my own ego and believe that what I am doing is grander than my very own self.