... there are other proud people who have low self-esteem. They feel they haven't lived up to their potential. They feel unworthy. They want to hide and disappear, to fade into the background and nurse their own hurts. We don't associate them with pr...
It happens the world over - we love ourselves more than we do the one we say we love. We all want to be Number One, we've got to be Number One or nothing! We can't see that we could make ourselves loved and needed in the Number Two, or Three, or Four...
May the river be; may the fish live. May the river not dry up and may the fish not die. We shall not shiver; we shall not quake. When the bush is burning, may we run out to the road; and when the road is burning, may we run into the bush. We shall se...
Literacy is a bridge from misery to hope. It is a tool for daily life in modern society. It is a bulwark against poverty, and a building block of development, an essential complement to investments in roads, dams, clinics and factories. Literacy is a...
I have been enormously impressed by the role that pure chance plays in determining our life history. I was reminded of some famous lines of Robert Frost: Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both I took the one less travl...
Faith, is the road that goes straight past the gravel, and cloud-mesh dirt into a mirage, where still you believe to go straight, and when you finally catch up with it, it ends at a lake where you stretch your eyes across, but unable to glimpse the o...
[Location: on a back road, nineteen minutes to eleven o'clock] Charlie: We're not in the air, we're not on the highway, I'm on some shit secondary road. I gotta make up some time. I have to get to LA, I should've been there this afternoon, my busines...
Youngest Jamal: I just need Maman to like my singing, and were in the money, big money Latika. Youngest Latika: And then what? Can we stop begging? Youngest Jamal: Begging? Are you kidding? We'll live in a big house on Harbour Road. You, me and Salim...
Both died, ignored by most; they neither sought nor found public favour, for high roads never lead there. and never left such roads, were never tempted to peruse those easy successes which, for strongly marked characters, offer neither allure nor gai...
If I was on the road to Hell, at least I was going in style.
Wisdom ain't a virtue I ever aspired to.
These roads do not serve transportation alone, they also bind our Fatherland.
Take the high road. No matter how much strife, and consternation, frustration and anger you might be confronted with - don't go to that level.
And the open road rolled out in front of us.
Write it down and it will come alive.
All roads lead to Trantor, and that is where all stars end.
All great roads are paved with uncomfortable memories.
There is no book and your fathers are dead in the ground.
Nobody wants to be here and nobody wants to leave.
Nulla dietro di me, tutto avanti, è sempre così sulla strada...
With the stones we cast at them, geniuses build new roads with them.
