“Life is no straight and easy corridor
along which we travel free and unhampered,
but a maze of passages, through which we
must seek our way, lost and confused,
now and again, checked in a blind alley way.
But always, if we have faith,
a door will open for us,
not perhaps one that we ourselves
would ever have thought of,
but one that will ultimately
prove good for us.”
- A.J. Cronin
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood, and looked down one as far as I could to where it bent in the undergrowth;
I shall be telling this with a sigh. Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
The Road Not Taken