A Quote by Thomas Gray

The paths of glory lead but to the grave. — © Thomas Gray
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

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The paths of glory at least lead to the Grave, but the paths of duty may not get you Anywhere.
The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r, And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave, Awaits alike th' inevitable hour. The paths of glory lead but to the grave.
Stories open up new paths, sometimes send us back to old ones, and close off still others. Telling and listening to stories we too imaginatively walk down those paths - paths of longing, paths of hope, paths of desperation.
All paths are the same: they lead nowhere. ... Does this path have a heart? If it does, the path is good; if it doesn't, it is of no use. Both paths lead nowhere; but one has a heart, the other doesn't. One makes for a joyful journey; as long as you follow it, you are one with it. The other will make you curse your life. One makes you strong; the other weakens you.
Actually, all paths lead away from the truth...how's that? All paths. There's no such thing as a path to the truth. The truth's already here, where are you going?
Virtue treads paths that end not in the grave.
I came to the ... open gate of mathematics. From here, well-trodden paths lead in every direction, and since then I have often spent time there. Sometimes I think ... I have trodden all the paths ... and then I suddenly discover a new path and experience fresh delights.
That's the thing about love - it's full of possibilities. It can lead you down so many different paths. Sure, for some of us, it can lead to sadness and regret. But, for others, well, for others it can lead them to the greatest future they could've ever hoped for. Love is the most possible thing in the world.
Who tracks the steps of glory to the grave?
All paths lead nowhere; choose one with heart...
Enter upon thy paths, O year! Thy paths, which all who breathe must tread, Which lead the Living to the Dead, I enter; for it is my doom To tread thy labyrinthine gloom; To note who round me watch and wait; To love a few; perhaps to hate; And do all duties of my fate.
Fame is but an inscription on a grave, and glory the melancholy blazon on a coffin lid.
All paths lead to the same goal: to convey to others what we are.
Of all the paths [that] lead to a woman's love Pity's the straightest.
Sometimes dangerous paths are the only paths leading to the safest paths. In these cases, do not hesitate to take the dangerous roads!
All paths lead nowhere, so it is important to choose a path that has heart.
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