Road Quotes

There are roads where people go, and where they should arrive is their mission.

Most times, the way isn’t clear, but you want to start anyway. It is in starting with the first step that other steps become clearer.

Guess life is really a road marked by crossroads. It's not the long and winding stretches that will hurt you the most. It's the crossroads. You make a bad choice and it's a tumble and a rumble before you get back on your feet again. But you'll get back on your feet. You'll find yourself. And then you'll be off to your next adventure (crossroads, I mean). In my case, I always had a safety net—my faith in God. But then, I'm more like the millions of simple folk who travel this world.

The most beautiful road is the road you think it is the most beautiful road!

I plan for all obstacles, I prepare with care, I worry endlesslyfor the road aheadIn all this, I forgetto enjoy small momentsof my present journey

Be bold and fly toward the unknown. Discover a road that was never known.

The road to success is paved with the hot asphalt of failure.

Take the road less travelled. Get lost if you must, because only in losing yourself will you find your true path...

Travelling the road will tell you more about the road than the google will tell you about the road.

If a road ends, that creates a great opportunity to develop new abilities to continue! Welcome every challenge in your life!

Although it pains me to admit it, I am quite familiar with the holes in life. And this familiarity is due to the fact that I spend far more time in these holes than I spend on the paths that brought me to them.

Any halfway clever devil would decorate the highway to Hell as beautiful as possible.

Blood had long since ceased to beat from one end to the other, but one could sense, from passages marked with fresher traces of wheels and hooves, that once the meaning and even the very idea of a long journey was lost, sleep had not descended over it in one fell swoop: it had continued to steal a march here and there, in a discontinuous way, and over short distances, like a laborer who feels his cart jolt on a section of Roman road that crosses his field...

A crack on the road does not terminate the journey

You don't want to change, you just say "No" and again "No" and you continue to watch stuff which you know... then you ask why this guy is clever and you say that you are stupid. You aren't stupid, you made yourself stupid nothing else has made you stupid. The path was choosen by somebody or you and you just accepted it without to change it!

Why does every road eventually narrow into a point at the horizon? Because that's where the point lies.

A road often travelled has heavy traffic and you take more time to reach the destination.

Anyway, I think the two of you should be free to do whatever you want right now. When you're young, you think the only way to happiness is the hard road... but it's actually much simpler than that.

It never occurred to me before, but I always thought of time like it was a road, or an empty plane. I could see it and mark it and claim it as mine, but the reason I couldn't travel my own speed was because I was waiting on the present to catch up, I had to wait to get to my destination. But really, there is no road, or flat plane or anything... there's just this very dangerous edge... cliff that we're dangling off of, there isn't a future really, I mean sure we can plan and prepare, but tomorrow may not come.I'm not saying base your life on that- if tomorrow does come, what you do today will influence it! But anything can push you off that cliff. So start living.

When we feel fractured, redundant and nonessential, only bouncing back from lowliness may brighten up the story of our life. In this endeavor, “otherness” might lend a helping hand in making the road less parching. (“He did not know that she knew”)

The road ahead is not some predetermined path that I am forced to trod, but it is a rich byway that I can help create.

May be the road you travel doesn’t give you the beautiful fate you have always dreamed off! Stop and change the road, no matter how difficult it may be!

All my life I've always come back to one thing,my need to feel free and the need to feel the breeze,the ride provides a freedom this gypsy needs,where every road is another blessed memory,a new experience to carry inside my journey,a sense of belonging to a familiar tribe,a brotherhood that goes beyond a bloodline.

Bad luck with women is a determined man's road to success. For every affliction, he makes, out of indignation, yet another advancement in order to exceed the man that the woman chose over him. This goes to show that great men are made great because they once learned how to fight the feeling of rejection.

Our future paths are defined by how we turned and walked the road in the past.

Sometime I wonder why I walk alone on this cold, windy road. Maybe I have no one to love or no one love me at all?

When your drive is moving your purpose, focus must hold the wheels else your might miss the way. And do you know what that means? Avoid Crash!!!. Stay focused!

We got where we are because our choices mapped the route and paved the road.

The difference between a path and a road is not only the obvious one. A path is little more than a habit that comes with knowledge of a place. It is a sort of ritual of familiarity. As a form, it is a form of contact with a known landscape. It is not destructive. It is the perfect adaptation, through experience and familiarity, of movement to place; it obeys the natural contours; such obstacles as it meets it goes around.

Never depend on a road, depend on your strides

May your footsteps be ordered by the Lord Almighty.

The road to enlightenment is long and difficult, and you should try not to forget snacks and magazines.

Rules are made to be broken, but hearts are broken to be made.It is a big miracle to be loved "because" of your inadequacies, not "despite" them. And nothing can be as fascinating as walking tall on the same road that once witnessed your fall.

Our Master can see it all. If you drive down a long curvy road, you don’t see the twists and turns until you are on top of them. But when you see things from a much higher perspective, you can see the whole road and the twists and the turns and the beginning and the end. In Heaven we can see where you are in relation to where you’re going and we can make things happen along the way at the intersections of life. We can create the right time and the right place and we can already see how it all ends. We can see the whole story of your life while you are living it in little bits and pieces.

You boys going to get somewhere, or just going?" We didn't understand his question, and it was a damned good question.

Life's a one way road, Don't just stand next to it and wait to get a pick-up back.

There had only ever been two roads home: there was the long road and there was the sea road, and tonight I would take the sea road.

How little we understandof the gifts we have been givenor the shape of the pathwe took to reach our salvation.

The nicest thing about being lost is that you get rid of the fear of losing your path!

It is the character of the road you travel gives you wisdom not the length of the road!

Love that is fueled solely by feelings will suddenly find itself out of gas on a long road with no gas stations.

Life is not always perfect. Like a road, it has many bends, ups and down, but that’s its beauty.

White in the moon the long road lies,The moon stands blank above;White in the moon the long road liesThat leads me from my love.Still hangs the hedge without a gust,Still, still the shadows stay:My feet upon the moonlit dustPursue the ceaseless way.The world is round, so travellers tell,And straight through reach the track,Trudge on, trudge on, 'twill all be well,The way will guide one back.But ere the circle homeward hiesFar, far must it remove:White in the moon the long road liesThat leads me from my love.

Ghost towns filled with sad people who settled for what life offered them. The road unfurls before us. Everything is possible. I feel sick to my stomach.

Let us search the old highways.

The road to success is paved with doubters and haters.

There are many roads in this world that will guide you to pleasurable, fun, and exciting destinations that do not end in any form of lasting happiness. So before you step on an enticing path, figure out where it leads.

And see ye not that braid braid roadThat lies across that lily leven?That is the path of wickednessThough some call it the road to heaven

Even if we have ourselves so fully convinced that we are on the right track because we desperately want to believe that the specific direction we have chosen is the "correct one", if the universe disagrees with our choices, it will not be shy in telling us so.

When within yourself you find the road, the right road will open.

The road simply ended. No cul-de-sac. No sign like the ones they had seen before: "Private Property. No Trespassing." Or "No Motorized Vehicles Beyond This Point." Just road...then trees.

I cannot be afraid of being afraid. Rather, I need to realize that it is my fear that gives me the energy to wrestle that which I fear into the dirt that is soon to become the road underneath my feet.

If you know the road is steepy with many potholes and curves ahead, you will be informed to drive the car at a required speed. Knowledge is a guide you need to make choices in life.

Take the unpopular route. Use the road no one travels by. Think of doing what is uncommon but remarkable. You have absolutely nobody to overtake you on the empty road!

As long as you keep on walking on the old paths, you will never have footprints on the new paths!

Every day is a lie, he said. But you are dying. That is not a lie.

We all want progress, but if you are on the wrong road, progress means doing an about-turn and walking back to the right road; in that case the man who turns back soonest is the most progressive.

Intelligence arouses fear and respect, the lack of it keeps one on the narrow minded road of disrespect, stupidity and inferiority complex.

It was a fossilized path: the will which had cut this gash out of these solitary places so that the blood and sap would flow there was long since dead - and dead too were the circumstances which had guided this will. A whitish and indurated scar remained, gradually gnawed away by the earth like a flesh that heals itself, yet its direction was still vaguely cut into the horizon; a language and crepuscular sign rather than a way forward - a worn-out lifeline which still vegetated through the fallow land as it does on the palm of a hand. It was so old that, since it had been constructed, the very configuration of the land must have changed imperceptibly.

As a child, I used to wonder why markets in my locality were all situated near the main roads. I grew up a little to get the answer; “that business minded people can meet there easily!" Your dream must be situated where they can meet people!