Nothing that happens to you was meant to be. The only thing about you that was meant to be is you. Blaze your own trail.
An arrow may fly through the air and leave no trace; but an ill thought leaves a trail like a serpent.
In violation of the Habeas Corpus Act and the fundamental laws of our constitution these men have never been brought to trail or even allowed to see a lawyer.
A trail through the mountains, if used, becomes a path in a short time, but, if unused, becomes blocked by grass in an equally short time.
... only darkened trails of rain could paint your face upon a pane...
Every trail has its end, and every calamity brings its lesson!
Never can tell when you might come on somebody needs skinning.
Grief doesn't have a face.
It was essential to do this job, hateful though it was, because we knew the Germans were hot on the trail.
I was trying to organise my DVDs into a sort of chronological order, and I am afraid that it all trailed off after the Sixties.
Although steady and slow are the trail to love, there is no path to see through without the engine of passionate and true. (Soar)
I'm not really fond of the trails left in the sky and a lot of chemicals that are being pumped through factories and even in the clothes we wear.
I'm not very social when I'm off the promo trail, because I step into wife and mother mode. It's very reclusive.
I was on the campaign trail for 18 months. I never got a question about the District of Columbia in South Carolina.
The progress of science is strewn, like an ancient desert trail, with the bleached skeleton of discarded theories which once seemed to possess eternal life.
Habit is necessary; it is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought against if one is to remain alive.
I've been doing long-distance backpacking since 2002 when I hiked the Appalachian Trail. You start to calm down and relax and get into the slower rhythm of nature.
My brain as the engine, with thoughts trailing to the caboose, on a one-track mind we keep going forward.
She blows kisses to the one who danced through her dreams and leaves a trail of moon dust on her heart...
A smaller rocket cut across the sky, trailing smoke. It exploded in a red heart. "Awwwww!" said the crowd. "Upside down," said Sean. The heart was, indeed, upside down. It grew and grew, upside down, until it's lights trailed and faded. A bigger rock...
At the stroke of midnight in Washington, a drooling red-eyed beast with the legs of a man and a head of a giant hyena crawls out of its bedroom window in the South Wing of the White House and leaps fifty feet down to the lawn...pauses briefly to stra...
