....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 traveled by,
and that has made all the difference.
Poem by Robert Frost