Pastoral Resources

The group started getting bigger and bigger, so Al started replacing Brian on the road, and then finally there was a big flare-up with Dave Marks and he left the group.

Brian came back in on the road and Al stayed, but Al's the original member of the group.

I don't have a special place or ritual for writing songs, basically I write songs whenever an idea hits me, in my hotel room, on the road, in the plane.

When you are on tour in the UK it takes a few hours to get anywhere. A lot of the time you can have a beer, close your eyes for two minutes, and then you are there. In the U.S. it is much more like a road trip as all the cities are so spread apart.

You sang in church, you know, and you didn't act at all. You tried not to act, you tried to tell the truth. The idea of being a troubadour on the road singing for your supper was very disturbing to him.

Map out your future - but do it in pencil. The road ahead is as long as you make it. Make it worth the trip.

The only road to the highest stations in this country is that of the law.

I run in practically every single road race in my country, 5k, 10k just to promote the sport.

A good plan is like a road map: it shows the final destination and usually the best way to get there.

The man who promises everything is sure to fulfil nothing, and everyone who promises too much is in danger of using evil means in order to carry out his promises, and is already on the road to perdition.

The thornbush is the old obstacle in the road. It must catch fire if you want to go further.

It goes without saying that when you're the manager of a Premiership club, you go eight miles down the road and get beaten by a team two divisions below you, it's disappointing.

I got more bands and went on the road and turn down more movies than you would believe.

There is no short and easy road, no magic cure for those ills which have afflicted mankind from the dawn of history.

The most intense curiosity and excitement prevailed, and though the weather was uncertain, enormous masses of densely packed people lined the road, shouting and waving hats and handkerchiefs as we flew by them.

The best road to progress is freedom's road.

Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go. But no matter, the road is life.

I guess when you turn off the main road, you have to be prepared to see some funny houses.

What keeps you going isn't some fine destination but just the road you're on, and the fact that you know how to drive.

I have things planned for every character like what they're doing down the road and coming to different realizations but I don't have how they overlap.