A Quote by Ralph Marston

What a joy it is that the road ahead is an uphill climb. For where it leads is all the way to the top. — © Ralph Marston
What a joy it is that the road ahead is an uphill climb. For where it leads is all the way to the top.
The uphill climb is slow,but the downhill road is fast.
Any road followed precisely to its end leads precisely nowhere. Climb the mountain just a little bit to test it's a mountain. From the top of the mountain, you cannot see the mountain.
When you got a dream, you don't just climb half way up the ladder, you climb all the way to the top
A climb-out fight is where you climb a building. You climb fire escapes. You climb to the top of the building. You fight on the roof, and you fight all the way down again.
I am not enough to be only in the mountains, not enough to be on an expedition. I believe that if the walks uphill, then with some goal, and that goal is to climb to the top.
You can always tell when you are on the road to success; it's uphill all the way.
The roughest road often leads to the top.
It's true that every road leads to God. But only one way leads to a pleasant encounter with Him.
The road to death is a lonely highway, and longer than it apears, even when it leads straight down from the scaffold, by way of a rope; and it's a dark road, with never any moon shining on it, to light your way.
The most striking feature if this map is the stark fat of the Two Roads. There is the road that leads to Life, and there is the road that leads to Death. There is Good, and there is Evil. There is Right and there is Wrong.
You can't climb uphill by thinking downhill thoughts.
The road that leads to nowhere for others might just be the road that leads to somewhere for you!
The way to paradise is an uphill climb whereas hell is downhill. Hence, there is a struggle to get to paradise and not to hell.
The long and winding road that leads to your door / Will never disappear, / I've seen that road before it always leads me here, / Leads me to your door.
The road to the Olympics, leads to no city, no country. It goes far beyond New York or Moscow, ancient Greece or Nazi Germany. The road to the Olympics leads — in the end — to the best within us.
Go ahead, climb up onto the velvet top of the highest stakes table. Place yourself as the bet. Look God in the eyes and finally, for once in your life, lose.
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