Why is the poem called 'The Road Not Taken,' when it's about the road that was taken?
Less road rage – but also, how about less road beatitude.
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.
There is really no right and wrong. I recognize no right and wrong.
A person needs a basic trust of life and humanity in order to allow all this to happen, to believe more in human goodness than he or she fears its evil. This person has to trust that most people are good people—and also trust that this isn't an axe...
So, a little advice. Relax. You're not filling a job position. You're looking for a pleasant acquaintance.. who might become a good friend... who turns out to be attractive to your senses... and a rewarding lover... then a committed partner whose hea...
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.
Fairy tales die hard in the minds and hearts of some girls. Quinn
Right is right, and wrong is wrong, and a body ain’t got no business doing wrong when he ain’t ignorant and knows better.
The hardest thing is trying not to correct everything on the Internet. It'd be night and day - wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong. So you just have to say, 'All right, I'll take it, bring it on.'
The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong it usually turns out to be impossible to get at and repair.
The major difference between a thing that might go wrong and a thing that cannot possibly go wrong is that when a thing that cannot possibly go wrong goes wrong it usually turns out to be impossible to get at or repair.
Once - many, many years ago - I thought I made a wrong decision. Of course, it turned out that I had been right all along. But I was wrong to have thought that I was wrong.
Walter Sobchak: Am I wrong? The Dude: No you're not wrong. Walter Sobchak: Am I wrong? The Dude: You're not wrong Walter. You're just an asshole. Walter Sobchak: Okay then.
