Throughout the centuries there were men who took first steps, down new roads, armed with nothing but their own vision.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Every vision is a joke until the first man accomplishes it; once realized, it becomes commonplace.
My ancestors wandered lost in the wilderness for forty years because even in biblical times, men would not stop to ask for directions.
We were suddenly faced with the necessity of training a lot of young men in the art of navigation.
Though actually the work of man's hands - or, more properly speaking, the work of his travelling feet, - roads have long since come to seem so much a part of Nature that we have grown to think of them as a feature of the landscape no less natural than rocks and trees.
The mechanical and social achievements of our day must not blind our eyes to the fact that, in all that relates to man, his nature and aspirations, we have added little or nothing to what has been so finely said by the great men of old.
I have often called attention to the fact that walking through the streets in the Middle Ages was a different experience from nowadays. Right and left, there were house facades that were built out of what the soul felt and thought. Every key, every lock, carried the imprint of the person who had made it.
The history of mankind is the instant between two strides taken by a traveler.
Never yet was a nation born that did not begin in the spirit, pass to the heart and the mind, and then take an outer form in the world of men.
Men are like sheep, of which a flock is more easily driven than a single one.
Many roads lead to the path, but basically there are only two: reason and practice.
No opposing quotes found.