Here I am at the end of the road and at the top of the heap.
As life runs on, the road grows strange with faces new – and near the end. The milestones into headstones change, Neath every one a friend.
The hiatus you spoke about happened in 1998. I was somewhat numb from being out on the road every night. I had to stop because I was emotionally and physically drained.
There’s no road map on how to raise a family: it’s always an enormous negotiation.
The Giraffe took the horse’s head and led him along on the most level parts of the road towards the railway station, and two or three chaps went along to help get the sick man into the train.
The longest road trip I’ve ever been on is from Minnesota to Los Angeles.
I’d rather have huge success and huge failures than travel in the middle of the road.
My other family is Fleetwood Mac. I don’t need the money, but there’s an emotional need for me to go on the road again. There’s a love there; we’re a band of brothers.
Mark Winchester has left the band. He’s decided that he’s tired of the road and just wants to concentrate on his career in Nashville. I don’t blame him at all. He’ll certainly be missed.
Truth is mysterious, elusive, always to be conquered. Liberty is dangerous, as hard to live with as it is elating. We must march toward these two goals, painfully but resolutely, certain in advance of our failings on so long a road.
The path that went by the little house had become a road. Almost every day Laura and Mary stopped their playing and stared in surprise at a wagon slowly creaking by on that road.
The high road and positivity is never the easy way but always the best way.
Does the road wind up-hill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day’s journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend.
As much as we all love playing live, it’s not normal to be on the road all the time, to have no home.
The road to perdition has ever been accompanied by lip service to an ideal.
You’re not making a decision if you come to a fork in the road. There is no ‘it’ to take. It’s one or the other.
Nobody and nothing will stop Russia on the road to strengthening democracy and ensuring human rights and freedoms.
I counted everything. I counted the steps to the road, the steps up to church, the number of dishes and silverware I washed… anything that could be counted, I did.
The world is lousy with Arab princes. And if we could have got Osama bin Laden, and saved at some point down the road 3,000 American lives, a few less Arab princes would have been OK in my book.
The group started getting bigger and bigger, so Al started replacing Brian on the road, and then finally there was a big flare-up with Dave Marks and he left the group.
A great man does not seek applause or place; he seeks for truth; he seeks the road to happiness, and what he ascertains, he gives to others.
The middle of the road is for yellow lines and dead armadillos.
I wish I could go home. I’ve been on the road since May. I wonder if my dogs still remember me.
Most of the international community, most of the countries around the world, don’t want any side, any party to take unilateral steps. They would like that all of us to stick to the road map.
Looting and site destruction are global problems. We have a tough road ahead, and one key will be developing more collaborations and using new technologies like satellite imagery.
I always wanted to put a sign up on the road to Yale saying, ‘Beware: Deconstruction Ahead.’
The road to Easy Street goes through the sewer.
We have an uncanny ability to make birds do what we want them to do. In Blood Simple there’s a shot from the bumper of a car and it’s going up this road and a huge flock of birds takes off at the perfect moment.
I moved from Cleveland to L.A. with a girlfriend, we broke up, and I lived out of my car for a year and a half, on the road with nothing on my mind but getting my act good enough to be on ‘The Tonight Show.’
I read Tolkien when I was 11. I read ‘The Hobbit’ and the trilogy on a road trip with my family. I identified with the nonhumans in those books, and it never occurred to me why that was.
I’m on the road a lot so when I get some time to relax I definitely take advantage.
You hit road blocks in life, but I’m living proof that you can overcome those road blocks and become what you want to become.
I’m the most low-maintenance person on the road.
What don’t I miss about tennis? Oh man, the road, the airports, the rain delays, the scheduling, the knots in your stomach, not being able to eat. Things like that.
Got two kids; one’s a record producer who lives just up the road from me – great guitarist and piano player, too.
The defense of our rights and our dignity, as well as efforts never to let ourselves to be overcome by the feeling of hatred – this is the road we have chosen.
I would literally climb out of the cradle while my parents slept, go and crawl off. I did this a couple of times apparently. I’d cross the road and into someone’s house, wake them up banging pots and pans in the kitchen.
Do I love the road? Honestly? No – but it’s how I earn my living. I also don’t have the blues, like it’s some kind of fever. The blues is my job. It’s what I do.
I will lead my people by the hand along the road until their feet are sure and they know the way. Then they may choose for themselves and rule themselves. Then my work will be done.
I don’t remember what was going through my mind, but what was going through my body was fear and terror. I had been on the road with Johnny and working gigs and playing a lot of the organ clubs.
I remember coming to this college in the 1960s as a new legislator when a road divided the campus – and it was not fully paved at that – and no wall defined the campus from the highway.
My life is the road, man. I need to keep moving.
My gut tells me and continues to tell me that the Conservative party is on a road back to government.
Life on the road is very different from a normal, day to day life, and sometimes that surrealistic existence can have an effect on you, you tend to forget that’s not really how things are supposed to be. But there comes a point where you have to pace yourself and find a place in your mind where you can be real.
I am climbing a difficult road; but the glory gives me strength.
I like being on the road, living in hotels. While I’ve got a real nice house, I go crazy when I’m there.
My command, less than ten thousand, had found the battle on the Plank road in retreat, little less than a panic. In a few hours we changed defeat to victory, the broken divisions of the Third Corps rallying in their rear.
There is a road from the eye to heart that does not go through the intellect.
I’m like a rock singer with one-night stands on the road.
Strange – is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us of the road Which to discover we must travel too.
I am going to spend my time today just thanking the people that played a role in my career, because I truly do believe that I was blessed by a lot of people that paths crossed mine as I went down the road in my career.
In the road ships must ride in 30, 40, or 50 fathom water, not above half a mile from the shore at farthest: and if there are many ships they must ride close one by another.
You’ll go down a dark road if you just dwell on every time you screw up. We play a very fickle position. If I make nine kicks out of 10, people are going to talk about the one I missed.
Brian came back in on the road and Al stayed, but Al’s the original member of the group.
When we are sure that we are on the right road there is no need to plan our journey too far ahead. No need to burden ourselves with doubts and fears as to the obstacles that may bar our progress. We cannot take more than one step at a time.
The road to the sacred leads through the secular.
I’m a true centrist: my beliefs put me in the middle… You know what happens to people who drive in the middle of the road? They get run over.
There is no shorter road to defeat than by entering a war with inadequate preparation.
In my case, the listener is often in an automobile driving to work. You can concentrate on the road while still getting an audio message that can be riveting.
By its very nature the beautiful is isolated from everything else. From beauty no road leads to reality.
I always found the road exciting. I liked stinking hotels and freezing dressing rooms.
Assuming that his talent can survive the increasing strain, there is one scarcely avoidable danger that lies ahead of the pupil on his road to mastery.
But I don’t want to do no big tours or go out on the road.
If you don’t like the road you’re walking, start paving another one.
Give the enemy not only a road for flight, but also a means of defending it.
When I’m on the road, restaurants are like gyms: I know where I want to be in each city.
The road was new to me, as roads always are, going back.
I think bands, when they’re on the road, they keep their sanity by developing an internal sense of humor.
