The Road not Chosen

Two Roads diverged in the yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that, the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost (1874-1963)



Alles werden schon gemacht....
Jetzt kann ich nur vorgehen und vorgehen....
nichts bereuen!!!

Wie ein Zitat von Ludwig Wittgenstein

"Die Tatsachen gehören alle zur Aufgabe, nicht zur Lösung."