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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 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; __hat business minded people can meet there easily!" Your dream must be situated where they can meet people!

Entrepreneurs pay the price of a road less traveled, while everyone else takes the freeway and perpetually misses their own exit.

It is better to travel on the rough right road than smooth wrong way.

Road is road.

Grief is like a journey one must take on a winding mountainside, often seeing the same scenery many times, a road which eventually leads to somewhere we've never been before.

The right path is characterised by rough road.

Trust yourself, trust the road, trust the weather and trust your destination! This quarto-trust can create a miraculously successful journey!

The best light which illuminates your path is your determination!

We cannot wait for the other shoe to drop, when the road becomes unendurably bumpy. If the aura of truth starts to wane and the light of the sky begins to splinter, only resilience can settle things. (__teaming ahead_)

Lord set me a path by the side of the road,Pray this be a part of your plan.Then heap on the burden and pile on the load'n I'll trek it the best that I can.Please bless me with patience; touch strength to my back;Then cut me loose and I'll go.Just like the burro totin' his pack,The oxen plowin' his row.And once on this journey, a witness for youTo'rd truth, thy way_and the light.Shine bright my countenance steady and true,O'er the pathway to goodness and right.And lest I should falter and lest I should fail,Let all who know that I tried.For I am a blunderer, feeble and frail,When you, dear Lord, I've denied.So blessed be the day your judgement comes due,And blessed be the mercy you showed.Oh blessed be this journey-all praises to youO'er this path by the side of the road.

Finally, we entered Chetaube County, my imaginary birthplace, where the names of the little winding roads and minuscule mountain communities never failed to inspire me: Yardscrabble, Big Log, Upper, Middle and Lower Pigsty, Chicken Scratch, Cooterville, Felchville, Dust Rag, Dough Bag, Uranus Ridge, Big Bottom, Hooter Holler, Quickskillet, Buck Wallow, Possum Strut ... We always say a picture speaks a thousand words, but isn__ the opposite equally true?

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

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

Not the builder, but the writer, creates the road to the future.

The road from __ere_ to __here_ is a map yet to be written with the pen I hold in my hand.

The road may be rough, the journey may be tough and the experience may be bitter, but they are stepping stones to our future thrones.

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.