Personaljourneydetermination

Table of Contents

• Path Creation and Individuality
• Unexpected Paths and Detours
• Overcoming Challenges and Determination
• Predetermined Paths and Destiny
• Lost Paths and Finding Direction
• Reflection and Self-Discovery
• Courage and Risk-Taking
• Influence and Impact on Others
• Art and Creativity as Pathways
• Other

Path Creation and Individuality

This was my true path. One without structure, without Sight or guarantee or anyone at my side to help me forge ahead. Yet I knew what mattered most, and I would do whatever it took to get there.

I'm not choosing one of your paths, I'm making my own.

I'm not choosing one of your paths. I'm making my own.

Carving your own path gets you to greatness quicker than following someone else's trail.

I'm not choosing one of your paths, I'm making one of my own.

I looked up the way I was going and back the way I come and since I wasn't satisfied I stepped off and [found] me a new path.

I create my own path. It was straight and narrow. I looked at it this way: you were either in my way or out of it.

I create my own path. It was straight and narrow. I looked at it this way: you were either in my way, or out of it.

I'm interested in making a path instead of following a trail, and that's what I want to do in life - in everything I do.

I stayed on my own path and did not follow the herd. I made a way for myself.

I’m interested in making a path instead of following a trail, and that’s what I want to do in life – in everything I do.

I’m not choosing one of your paths, I’m making one of my own.

I definitely had to pave my own path, which wasn't always the easiest thing to do.

Unexpected Paths and Detors

Some of the most memorable paths I've taken have been detours.

Dozens of days, experiences, and encounters have set me on a path I never dreamed possible.

I left Beijing because I wanted to be alone and to forge my own path, but I know now that no path is solitary, we all tread across other people's beginnings and ends.

Deja Vu confirms a faithful path worth taking.

many paths in the forest have chosen me. I go on any.

At this point in my life, I find myself obsessed with alternate paths I could've taken. I don't think about this with a sense of regret, but with a sense of wonder...

We all ended up where we wanted to be, but the path wasn't so straight.

There was rarely an obvious branching point in a person's life. People changed slowly, over time. You didn't take on step, then find yourself in a completely new location. You first took a little step off a path to avoid some rocks. For a while, you walked alongside the path, but then you wandered out a little way to step on softer soil. Then you stopped paying attention as you drifted farther and farther away. Finally, you found yourself in the wrong city, wondering why the signs on the roadway hadn't led you better.

I keep one eye on the path I didn't choose every day.

Maybe your path is completely different from what you imagined.

Now I was alone, and the only path was the one I left behind me.

What a peculiar path I’ve had to take in order to reach you.

I keep one eye on the path I didn’t choose every day.

Overcoming Challenges and Determination

I was on a path, and I became determined to give it everything I had — no matter what.

My path is my path and no matter how rocky the road is I refuse to go off course.

I knew that I was choosing the road less traveled but I'm not walking it alone.

I always went my own road and on my own legs where I had a mind to go

Walking your path doesn't mean you don't hurt, it means the pain is worth the progress. Sometimes you have to break something down in order to remake it, and that includes yourself, or it did for me. There were moments when I wept for an easier road, but in the end I would not trade my path for anyone else's. It is mine and the traveling of it has made me who I am, and continues to shape and remold me into the best, happiest, most productive, most playful me, I've ever been.

We were all following in their path. I believe I'm still following in their path today.

Anyway, my whole thing is, whatever path I’m on, I’m on. I’m not going to avoid it because it’s harder for the world, or even harder for me. I’m like, I gotta be me, you know?

I didn’t want to accept that in order to move forward, I had to walk through it. It was so much easier just to believe there was another path I could take around it and that at the end of that path would be the destination I wanted. It would be easier to want to end up at a lie, instead of the truth.

I knew that I was choosing the road less traveled but I’m not walking it alone.

Ive chosen my path – and right or wrong, it’s the one I tread.

My path may have been set in stone, but stone crumbles, and sometimes we have to forge our own way through.

I have my own path.

I chose my own path because that was the only way.

Predetermined Paths and Destiny

My path was predetermined by God.

There was no other path for me. I knew this was my path. I had to follow it.

I think I've chosen the right path.

I realize how unique my path has been. And I'm thankful for that.

The Christ path is the path I've walked all my life, so it's normal and natural. And I have no reason to abandon it because it leads to where I want to go.

Path is a well designed app with a singular purpose. For users who solely want to share with a small group of friends, and share everything with the whole group, it is very effective. And of course, it is wonderfully designed. Just.me isn't better or worse, it's just very different. Just.me is a messaging application, not just a sharing app.

I'm following the path that was destined for me.

My path has been, I think, a path a lot of women can foresee themselves taking.

I didn't take a conventional path.

I believe that anyone who chooses a path and keeps walking will find a positive result some day. I didn't want to go with the flow and do any kind of film that came my way and wind up my career swiftly.

Lost Paths and Finding Direction

the path is lost, and I’ve become part of the wreckage − another meaningless casualty.

When I had journeyed half of our life’s way,I found myself within a shadowed forest,for I had lost the path that does not stray.

When I had journeyed half of our life’s way, I found myself within a shadowed forest, for I had lost the path that does not stray.

When I had journeyed half of our life's way, I found myself within a shadowed forest, for I had lost the path that does not stray.

I saw that I'd get nowhere on the straight path, and that to go crookedly was straighter.

I like taking a path into new country, and I always take the darker path. Not because it's dark, but because there's a secret there that you can share when you get out. That's what I liked as a kid. That's how I approach my work. With a face like mine, it's lucky I have a heart that likes that.

There was rarely an obvious branching point in a person's life. People changed slowly, over time. You didn't take on step, then find yourself in a completely new location. You first took a little step off a path to avoid some rocks. For a while, you walked alongside the path, but then you wandered out a little way to step on softer soil. Then you stopped paying attention as you drifted farther and farther away. Finally, you found yourself in the wrong city, wondering why the signs on the roadway hadn't led you better.

It was too easy to follow the path you were on, rather than looking for cross-trails that might take you somewhere scary.

I didn’t want to accept that in order to move forward, I had to walk through it. It was so much easier just to believe there was another path I could take around it and that at the end of that path would be the destination I wanted. It would be easier to want to end up at a lie, instead of the truth.

The worst crime you can do to yourself is to forget why you chose the path you’re on, but keep walking down it anyway.

As yet I didn’t understand. Nor could I see the path. But I didn’t need to, anymore than my sheep needed to understand my plans, or see the entire path when I took them to a pasture they had never been in before. They knew I was leading them, and that was enough. So now, all I needed to do was go where He led me, and give to Him my highest and best loyalty.

Reflection and Self-Discovery

We don’t change our minds. I was led to another path of light.

Because looking inward and telling it like it is Is how I carved my own path.

I was no longer following a trail. I was learning to follow myself.

My path, beyond doubt or denial. I just hadn’t looked toward it. I wasn’t lost. I’d always known the way. If I’d only allowed myself to look. I had never been lost, only scared.

I see my path, but I don't know where it leads. Not knowing where I'm going is what inspires me to travel it.

In a very slow way, I found my path. Even now, I think, 'If I can't do it my way, I'd rather not do it.'

At this point in my life, I find myself obsessed with alternate paths I could've taken. I don't think about this with a sense of regret, but with a sense of wonder...

I don't know what my path is yet. I'm just walking on it.

At this point in my life, I find myself obsessed with alternate paths I could’ve taken. I don’t think about this with a sense of regret, but with a sense of wonder...

I don’t think I’d change the path that’s got me where I am today.

I wasn’t intentionally trying to create my own path or be original, it was just I needed to say certain things and I needed to express myself, and that’s how it came out.

I realize how unique my path has been. And I’m thankful for that.

No question, I love the path I've taken.

Courage and Risk-Taking

Did I have the courage to forge a path

But who ever said the easiest pathis the one you should choose?

You cannot be wimpy out there on the dream-seeking trail. Dare to break through barriers, to find your own path.

If it was up to me, I’d choose the hard path with the easy ending, not the easy path with the hard end.

Walking your path doesn't mean you don't hurt, it means the pain is worth the progress. Sometimes you have to break something down in order to remake it, and that includes yourself, or it did for me. There were moments when I wept for an easier road, but in the end I would not trade my path for anyone else's. It is mine and the traveling of it has made me who I am, and continues to shape and remold me into the best, happiest, most productive, most playful me, I've ever been.

I like taking a path into new country, and I always take the darker path. Not because it's dark, but because there's a secret there that you can share when you get out. That's what I liked as a kid. That's how I approach my work. With a face like mine, it's lucky I have a heart that likes that.

To be able to run routes, that's like the greatest thing to me. It's kind of like an art to me. It's like a painter drawing or something like that. That's how I feel every time I run a route.

It's my life and I prefer choosing my path. I don't follow anyone else.

Influence and Impact on Others

It is a great joy to open a new path; and then, it is a greater joy to see new people on this new path; but the greatest joy is to see the new people opening many more brand new paths via this new path!

Sometimes interesting paths create interesting people and sometimes interesting people create interesting paths!

If the path you walk is the right one, then the big question comes: How many people have you directed to that path?

Never become so attached to following the path that you cease to question whether you should still be on it.

You often don’t choose the attractive or the deceptive paths, but they choose you, they pull you to the path!

If you chose to go into someone else's reality, you had to be willing to walk. There were no shortcuts.

We were all following in their path. I believe I'm still following in their path today.

Art and Creativity as Pathways

I do not plan my fiction any more than I normally plan woodland walks; I follow the path that seems most promising at any given point, not some itinerary decided before entry.

After it's finished, sometimes I can trace a path that goes back to the possible source of inspiration.

I came to the ... open gate of mathematics. From here, well-trodden paths lead in every direction, and since then I have often spent time there. Sometimes I think ... I have trodden all the paths ... and then I suddenly discover a new path and experience fresh delights.

I saw that I'd get nowhere on the straight path, and that to go crookedly was straighter.

One day I get to that spot where I’ve discovered the secret to the maze, and then I’ve got free running the rest of the way. It’s a great feeling.

To be able to run routes, that's like the greatest thing to me. It's kind of like an art to me. It's like a painter drawing or something like that. That's how I feel every time I run a route.

Other

An even, straight path is attractive. Its predictable routine perpetuates with no extra effort required. It becomes autopilot that leads to endless same old thing.An uneven, windy path is unavoidable to many. Its unforeseen, exciting adventures require balance, adjustment, alertness and attention. A path that leads to a rewarding dream of your life.

What I should have done verses what I wanted to do can be described as two different paths. The first takes me to where I want to be, while the second took me to where I thought I wanted to be.

I like paths that lead nowhere, that leave you wondering where you are.

Unable to understand why you think so, when you chose a different path.

The nicest thing about being lost is that you get rid of the fear of losing your path!

I like paths that lead to no certain end, that keep me wondering where I am.

I wanted to change my fate, to force it down another road. I wanted to stand in the river of time and make it flow a different direction, if just for a little while.

I have no complaints about my path and the places it has taken me; enough complaints to fill a circus tent about other things, maybe, but the path I've chosen has always been the right one, and I wouldn't have had it any other way.

I did start down that path some time ago,

I look at my contemporaries, and we're all at different stages and levels, and all choosing different routes, different ways to do things.

Not that the path was smooth and pothole free. But still, it was my path, and like me, it was bound to be unique." -Zoey

I've always been in the right place and time. Of course, I steered myself there.

I know you don't wanna hear my opinion, There come many paths and you must choose one. And if you don't change then the rain soon come. See, you might win some, but you just lost one.

The rediscovered path, where were left the traces of childhood's lost steps.

I was pursuing the inner path at the expense of the rest of my being and the rest of the world.

In case you never noticed, the path you never chose has chosen you.

The older I get, the more I see a straight path where I want to go. If you're going to hunt elephants, don't get off the trail for a rabbit.

Paths kept leading me back to Aimee McPherson,

I wasn't intentionally trying to create my own path or be original, it was just I needed to say certain things and I needed to express myself, and that's how it came out.

If you chose to go into someone else’s reality, you had to be willing to walk. There were no shortcuts.

I’ve always been in the right place and time. Of course, I steered myself there.

I see my path, but I don’t know where it leads. Not knowing where I’m going is what inspires me to travel it.

I look at my contemporaries, and we’re all at different stages and levels, and all choosing different routes, different ways to do things.

I always went my own road and on my own legs where I had a mind to go.

I left Beijing because I wanted to be alone and to forge my own path, but I know now that no path is solitary, we all tread across other people’s beginnings and ends.

I have no complaints about my path and the places it has taken me; enough complaints to fill a circus tent about other things, maybe, but the path I’ve chosen has always been the right one, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way.

I saw that I’d get nowhere on the straight path, and that to go crookedly was straighter.

I don’t know what my path is yet. I’m just walking on it.

I never thought there was a path that would lead to both of us alive.

Amelia, I’ve already said more than I should have. I have to go. But think about what I said. Choose your path.

The older I get, the more I see a straight path where I want to go. If you’re going to hunt elephants, don’t get off the trail for a rabbit.

After it’s finished, sometimes I can trace a path that goes back to the possible source of inspiration.

I always followed my own path.

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