Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
― Robert Frost
Monday, January 16, 2012
Something I never considered
A man from Montana told me when he was young he and friends would pack up a car with food when it snowed. They would drive as far as they could until they got stuck. Dig themselves out. Go into they got stuck again. That's how they practiced getting out of the snow.
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.” -- Rainer Maria Rilke
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