Life is a journey with almost limitless detours.
The really happy person is the one who can enjoy the scenery, even when they have to take a detour.
(n.) A turning; a circuitous route; a deviation from a direct course; as, the detours of the Mississippi.
Failure is a detour, not a dead-end street.
It was kind of like what I imagined it would be like to drink a forest fire.
Perhaps the old man had chosen to look up through—or at least around—his problems while still smiling, knowing that a detour didn’t have to alter the destination, it merely changed the path.
A truly happy person is one who can enjoy the scenery on a detour.