I have traveled a long road from the battlefield to the peace table.
It will be a long road, try not to slip through the cracks.
When you come to a fork in the road, take it.
If you come to a fork in the road, take it.
When you arrive at a fork in the road, take it.
The road doesn't tell the traveler what lies ahead.
Hearts do not meet one another like roads.
A tree near the road is easily cut down.
On the way out, the road is rough; returning, it is smooth.
Not till your thoughts cease all their branching here and there, not till you abandon all thoughts of seeking for something, not till your mind is motionless as wood or stone, will you be on the right road to the Gate.
Now hollow fires burn out to black, And lights are fluttering low: Square your shoulders, lift your pack And leave your friends and go. O never fear, lads, naught’s to dread, Look not left nor right: In all the endless road you tread There’s noth...
The queerness doesn't matter so long as they're friends.
You are either free or not free
Another one of your quippy japes?
The best plans are always the simplest.
Then, by your definition... I'm in love with you.
This isn't the road home. This is a road littered with questions that will inevitably lead to an answer.
You know, being an entertainer is partly being on the road, and a lot of your songs come from the road.
All you need is the plan, the road map, and the courage to press on to your destination.
The interpretation of dreams is the royal road to a knowledge of the unconscious activities of the mind.
The Humungus: What a puny plan.
