“Taking the high road is hard work-- walking uphill requires strength and effort. Anyone can take the low road--walking downhill is easy.”

“I'm going to take the high road because the low road is so crowded.”

“Which will you take, the high road or the low road?""Which one is longer?""They're both short.”

“Yes, we can all cart our fractured selves along as we move through our lives. But we can choose whether we keep plodding along the same rutted road, or take a turn we'd never thought was ours to take.”

“Do you have any idea how hard it is to walk through the woods in a dress and heels?!”“So take them off…..”“What?” I question him, confused.“Well, not the dress obviously….unless you want to. I won’t object,” he smirks.“The shoes. Take off your shoes.”

“Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation.”

“As I walked briskly out the road the wind knifed at my face, but this sun caressed the back of my neck.”