I will not follow where the path may lead, but I will go where there is no path, and I will leave a trail.
Infinitely will I trust nature’s instincts and promptings, but I will not call my own perversions nature.
Each receives but that which is his own returning.
Each hears but that which is the echo of his own call.
Each feels but that which has eaten into his own heart.
I do not bemoan misfortune. To me there is no misfortune. I welcome whatever comes; I go out gladly to meet it.
It is no stigma to wear rags; the disgrace is in continuing to wear them.
There is no road but the trail. Hard, black and glittering in dry weather, only let the least shower fall, and the black loam sticks in a wonderful way to the wheels and the horses’ hoofs. The best course then is to turn aside to the grass on either hand, and make a new trail for yourself, and pray for dry weather. A furious storm of rain or perhaps hail will come with little notice, accompanied with thunder and lightning absolutely terrific to those who have experienced only the mild electric disturbances of the eastern provinces.
Even the desire to be novel, and leave the beaten path, may lead to a kind of imitation originality or eccentricity. But he whom the Spirit really guides cares nothing whether he is in a beaten or an untrodden path. Patiently and fearlessly, wherever it may lead him, in the broad highway or across the dangerous ravine, he follows his own star…
“I need not follow the beaten path;
I do not hunt for any path;
I will go where there is no path,
And leave a trail.”
Don’t keep forever on the public road, going only where others have gone and following one after the other like a flock of sheep. Leave the beaten track occasionally and dive into the woods.Every time you do so you will be certain to find something that you have never seen before.
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It is no stigma to wear rags; the disgrace is in continuing to wear them.
