Deborah: So when was the last time you hit the road just for fun? Baby: Yesterday. Deborah: I'm jealous. Sometimes all I want to do is head west on 20 in a car I can't afford with a plan I don't have - just me, my music, and the road. Baby: I'd like that, too.
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Quotes tagged ‘road’
[Sarah is pushed onto the "black river", but lands straight up] Sarah: 'Tis firm! 'Tis firm as stone! Winifred Sanderson: Why, it's a road!
— Mick Garris, Neil Cuthbert, David Kirschner, Sarah Sanderson, Sarah Jessica Parker, imdb.com
Sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough.
Get out of the road if you want to grow old.
There is a recurring choice in life, and it occurs at the intersection of two roads. We arrive at this place again and again. And today, you get to choose.
We each have a unique potential that was given to us at birth, but whether or not we cultivate it is entirely up to us. In its purest sense, Must is why we are here to begin with, and choosing it is the journey of our lives.
Over time, you will reach a point on your journey when you are so far down your path that suddenly, you will look around to see that you have created a world and this world has created you - step by step, line by line, your dream in real life.
If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it's not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That's why it's your path.
If you do follow your bliss you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. When you can see that, you begin to meet people who are in your field of bliss, and they open doors to you.
These pages are a pep talk to honor that voice inside of you that says you have something special to give. It's a reminder that while there is no map for where you're going, many have travelled this road before. It's permission to unlearn everything you've ever been told you should do in order to le…
"Have you ever took a road trip Is she white, is she brown? I don't know"
"On the road all the time And I swear I'm tryna get some time to spare Tryna show you how much I love you Tryna show you how much I care"
Why is it that the street you’re looking for always has a tree from the Mesozoic Era growing around the sign? You’re looking for like Mount Vernon and all you see is like the N. And you drive by going, “That was probably it.”
Why did the spy cross the road? Because he never really was on your side.
The old adage that the life of men is like a being at the point where two roads meet refers not only to the general course of life but to individual action. For no sooner do we undertake the least thing than we are pulled hither and yon, and we mix together opposing counsels as though tossed by a st…
Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you. You must travel it by yourself. It is not far. It is within reach. Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.
What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.
Nothing behind me, everything ahead of me, as is ever so on the road.
We have that feeling that life could have been other, different, better in a way impossible to articulate, yet we sense there was another road we missed.
Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.