Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.

All our efforts must tend towards light.

Man's passion for truth is such that he will welcome the bitterest of all postulates so long as it strikes him as true.

Life is the path you beat while you walk it.

Wanderer, your footsteps are the road, and nothing more; wanderer, there is no road, the road is made by walking. By walking one makes the road, and upon glancing behind one sees the path that never will be trod again. Wanderer, there is no road-- Only wakes upon the sea. Caminante, son tus huellas el camino, y nada más; caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. Al andar se hace camino, y al volver la vista atrás se ve la senda que nunca se ha de volver a pisar. Caminante, no hay camino, sino estelas en la mar.

Travelers, there is no path, paths are made by walking.

Under all that we think, lives all we believe, like the ultimate veil of our spirits