exit

Losing path is a magic! If you can enjoy with the unknown path, you shall find the exit much quicker!

Entrepreneurs pay the price of a road less traveled, while everyone else takes the freeway and perpetually misses their own exit.

With tact, exit from the world I__e created, and we never have to speak of those good times again.

Let's stop kidding ourselves that Greek debt is the Euro's key problem. With Greece gone, who's next ?

He tries to find the exit from himself but there is no door.

Punctuality is not just limited to arriving at a place at right time, it is also about taking actions at right time.

Sometimes it seems that to exit this world, they must go through my heart, leaving me scarred and sore.

Life is similar to a bus ride.The journey begins when we board the bus. We meet people along our way of which some are strangers, some friends and some strangers yet to be friends. There are stops at intervals and people board in.At times some of these people make their presence felt, leave an impact through their grace and beauty on us fellow passengers while on other occasions they remain indifferent.But then it is important for some people to make an exit, to get down and walk the paths they were destined to because if people always made an entrance and never left either for the better or worse, then we would feel suffocated and confused like those people in the bus, the purpose of the journey would lose its essence and the journey altogether would neither be worthwhile nor smooth.

Every exit is an entry somewhere else.

Whichever path you choose, always know how to quit this path, always know where the exit is because once realised that the path is wrong, it has to be left immediately!

Exit is a letter away from Exist.A part, just a space away from Apart.

Look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.

But then it is important for some people to make an exit, to get down and walk the paths they were destined to because if people always made an entrance and never left either for the better or worse, then we would feel suffocated and confused like those people in the bus, the purpose of the journey would lose its essence and the journey altogether would neither be worthwhile nor smooth.

I found an empty chairand sat on itto find myself even emptier.I found a broken glassand looked at itto see my dissolved facea little prettierI found a steep doorwayand enteredin order to close my exit.From the poem 'Blue Stanzas

We do on stage things that are supposed to happen off. Which is a kind of integrity, if you look on every exit as being an entrance somewhere else.