Quotes About Path

Draden drank in his surroundings with both appreciation and sorrow. The beautiful path led to a village that should have been thriving. Instead, it was now a path to certain death.

Damon stared at the house, drawn to the warmth of it. It seemed almost alive, begging him to come closer. He went outside onto his deck, intending to sit in the chair and enjoy his view of the sea. Instead he found himself limping his way steadily up the path toward the cliffs. It was nearly a compulsion.

They had a connection, a path that lay open between them, and she felt his loneliness. She'd always been alone, and she'd accepted her path. Absinthe was different. He'd been with his family, those 17 people who still surround him and yet he was desperately lonely. Why?

As a UC Berkeley alumni magazine headline neatly phrased it, 'Philosophy's Popularity Soars: Devotees Find It's More Than "An Interesting Path to Poverty"'.

Do not seek death. Death will find you. But seek the road which makes death a fulfillment. —Dag Hammarskjöld

la Ruta de la Seda, que no estaba hecha de seda y que, en realidad, no era sino un sendero estrecho que se abría paso a través de un paisaje desértico, inhóspito y elevado que corresponde a lo que hoy es Siria, y se dirigía a un paisaje desértico, inhóspito y bajo que corresponde a lo que hoy es Irak.

Who you want to be, of course. Isn't that what all of our decisions come down to? Now I really must be off. People to annoy, places to escape. Choose well, Traveler. Think long. Think fast. Eat the path.

Beware of losing your way, for you are one of the few who are truly free to choose their own fate.

May your path always lead to knowledge, Prisoner. Knowledge to freedom.

As she had learned, sometimes you had to make a choice, any choice, even when it wasn't clear which path was the right one.

It's ironic, isn't it? Our goal was great. Our path was dark.

You don't always choose the path you walk in life, but, you always choose how you walk that path.

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Válmíki,(2)bird of charming song,(3)   Who mounts on Poesy's sublimest spray, And sweetly sings with accent clear and strong   Ráma, aye Ráma, in his deathless lay. Where breathes the man can listen to the strain   That flows in music from Válmíki's tongue, Nor feel his feet the path of bliss attain   When Ráma's glory by the saint is sung!

The hardest thing in life is to know which bridge to cross and which to burn. David Russell

Before him he saw two roads, both equally straight; but he did see two; and that terrified him--he who had never in his life known anything but one straight line. And, bitter anguish, these two roads were contradictory.

Life is a theatre set in which there are but few practicable entrances.

Examine the road over which the fault has passed. - Charles Francios Bienvenu Myriel

As for him, he took the path which shortens,—the Gospel's.

There is a way of encountering error while on one's way to the truth.

Every choice changed the road you were on and it was too easy to end up going in the wrong direction.

It's a dangerous business … going out of your door. You step into the Road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to." —J. R. R. Tolkien

Every choice changed the road you were on and it was too easy to end up going in the wrong direction. Sometimes, settling down was just plain settling.

She thought about the chain of choices that had led her here. A ten-degree shift anywhere along the way and everything would be different.