Even if you fall on your face, you're still moving forward.

It’s never too late while you’re breathing.

There’s always a positive way forward.

While we breathe there is hope, and all that seems lost still may be won

Whereas, once under way, you can get so far that going forwards is the only choice.

As long as I breathe I hope. As long as I breathe I shall fight for the future, that radiant future, in which man, strong and beautiful, will become master of the drifting stream of his history and will direct it towards the boundless horizons of beauty, joy and happiness!

Apparently, we go forward.

But as long as one is alive, one can be vital. But you don't give up until you stop breathing.

While we breathe, we will hope.

Let the breath lead the way.

However difficult, weary, or frightening, there is only one way to go: forward. But singing.

I’ve got forward momentum. There’s no virtue in it. It’s just a balancing act. I don’t dare stop.

There are many ways of going forward, but only one way of standing still.

Our future is still ahead of us.