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| 6 | 3 | And yet, View more quotes about truly">truly, one does not know, really, where even the most familiar and prosaic road may lead. |
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| 5 | 277 | We are not permitted, as yet, to use our hands. |
| 6 | 1 | There are a thousand roads. |
| 6 | 2 | Why does one take one road, and not another? Sometimes curiosity, sometimes adventure, sometimes because it is a new road, on no familiar map. |
| 6 | 3 | And yet, truly, one does not know, really, where even the most familiar and prosaic road may lead. |
| 6 | 4 | Are there not a hundred roads leading to Ar, at the end of which Ar is not found? In the distance there is the stirring of fog, into which the road leads. |
| 6 | 5 | Do not all roads lead into the fog? When the wind rises and the fog dissipates, one is not unoften surprised at the country within which one finds oneself. |
| 6 | 6 | My purse was heavy enough, early, at any rate. |