The Road not taken

 

" Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I —
I took the one less traveled by, 

And that has made all the difference. " 

 

Robert Frost

Laços

"Crie laços com as pessoas que lhe fazem bem, que lhe parecem verdadeiras e desfaça os nós que lhe prendem aqueles que foram significativas na sua vida, mas infelizmente, por vontade própria - ou do destino, deixaram de ser. Nó aperta, laço enfeita...simples assim."