I took the road less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

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;

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.

Only he that has traveled the road knows where the holes are deep

Look for chances to take the less-traveled roads. There are no wrong turns.

It doesn't matter how you travel it, it's the same road. It doesn't get any easier when you get bigger, it gets harder. And it will kill you if you let it.

We've had a number of cars that have gone off the road into the ditch. It's made travel very, very hazardous.