Quotes About Journey

I'd like to get away from earth awhile and then come back to it and begin over.

And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

I may return If dissatisfied With what I learn From having died.

The Road not Taken [...] I shall be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence: two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less travelled by, and that has made all the difference...

The tree the tempest with a crash of wood Throws down in front of us is not to bar Our passage to our journey's end for good, But just to ask us who we think we are

I took the road less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom. –

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-- I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. The Road Not Taken

but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep.

I Boschi sono amabili ombrosi e profondi. Ma ho promesse da mantenere, e miglia da percorrere prima di riposare, e miglia da percorrere prima di riposare.

He never got up high enough to see. That's why I don't advise your trying this side. He tried this side. I've always meant to go And look myself, but you know how it is: It doesn't seem so much to climb a mountain You've worked around the foot of all your life.

I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence; Two roads diverged in a wood, and I- I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference. - Robert Frost

Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same...

Yet knowing how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever come back.

Friends make pretense of following to the grave, But before one is in it, their minds are turned And making the best of their way back to life And living people, and things they understand.

Zdarzy?o mi si? niegdy? ujrze? w lesie rano dwie drogi: pojecha?em t? mniej ucz?szczan? - Reszta wzi??a si? z tego, ?e to j? wybra?em

Life is too much like a pathless wood Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs Broken across it, and one eye is weeping From a twig's having lashed across it open.

Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference, from The Road Not Taken, published in 1916.

Robert Frost

Magic is Wisdom in Transit, for there's no black or white Magic. Its just Wisdom in Transit.

I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I— I took the one less traveled by

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference