A bend in the road is not the end of the road…Unless you fail to make the turn.— Helen Keller
Practical Bends In The Road quotations
Don't feel sorry for yourself if you have chosen the wrong road. Turn around.
The charm of a woodland road lies not only in its beauty but in anticipation.
Around each bend may be a discovery, an adventure.
Sometimes you get a glimpse of a semicolon coming, a few lines farther on, and it is like climbing a steep path through woods and seeing a wooden bench just at a bend in the road ahead, a place where you can expect to sit for a moment, catching your breath.
Normality is a paved road: It's comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow.
What appears to be the end of the road may simply be a bend in the road.
What if you are just one bend in the road away from achieving your God-ordained purpose? If you give up on your faith now, could you live with knowing that your chance of a lifetime was only one act of faith away?
The prizes of life are at the end of each journey, not near the beginning;
and it is not given to me to know how many steps are necessary in order to reach my goal. Failure I may still encounter at the thousandth step, yet success hides behind the next bend in the road. Never will I know how close it lies unless I turn the corner.
It's your road, and yours alone. Others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you.
Life is not always perfect. Like a road, it has many bends, ups and down, but that's its beauty.
[To] mechanical progress there is apparently no end: for as in the past so in the future, each step in any direction will remove limits and bring in past barriers which have till then blocked the way in other directions; and so what for the time may appear to be a visible or practical limit will turn out to be but a bend in the road.
A suffering world cries for mercy, as far as the eye can see.
Lawyers around every bend in the road, lawyers in every tree.
The road to success is dotted with many tempting parking spaces.
The truth is: We serve a generous God.
He delights in giving us opportunities beyond our capabilities. He has promised to equip us, and remain with us through each bend in the road.
I learned very early in life that: 'Without a song, the day would never end;
without a friend, a man ain't got a friend; without a song, the road would never bend-without a song.' So I keep singing a song.
When I left Queen's my future seemed to stretch out before me like a straight road. I thought I could see along it for many a milestone. Now there is a bend in it. I don't know what lies around the bend, but I'm going to believe that the best does.
The bamboo that bends is stronger than the oak that resists.
None of us knows the wisdom of the Lord.
We do not know in advance exactly how He would get us from where we are to where we need to be, but He does offer us broad outlines in our patriarchal blessings. We encounter many bumps, bends, and forks in the road of life that leads to the eternities.
Where the road bends abruptly, take short steps.
The vixen I met at twilight on Route 5 south of Willoughby: long dead.
She was an omen to me, surviving, herding her cubs in the silvery bend of the road in nineteen sixty-five.
No matter how far down the wrong road you've gone, turn back.
To enjoy your goals, think of them as signposts, pointing you in a certain direction. They give you a focus and help your energy to get moving. The way you go is up to you; you can get very uptight focusing only on getting to your goal or you can relax and enjoy the entire journey, appreciating every unexpected bend and turn of the road, every new opportunity for learning and feeling.
There are no footprints on the sea and no road-signs, not a single guard-stone or post, and no bends, only paths of light and dark from which to choose, the choice is always a difficult navigation and the storm's wingspan immeasurable as the depths and the horizon, but the sea holds you in its mighty hand your life is a sea-blue tale of love and death.
Anne’s horizons had closed in since the night she had sat there after coming home from Queen’s; but if the path set before her feet was to be narrow she knew that flowers of quiet happiness would bloom along it. The joys of sincere work and worthy aspiration and congenial friendship were to be hers; nothing could rob her of her birthright of fancy or her ideal world of dreams. And there was always the bend in the road!
Difficult roads often lead to beautiful destinations.
There is another bend in the road after this. No one knows what will happen.