#road

Twelve thousand miles of it, to the other side of the world. And whether they came home again or not, they would belong neither here, nor there, for they would have lived on two continents and sampled two different ways of life. ↗

— Colleen McCullough

#travel #life

If you have men who will only come if they know there is a good road, I don't want them. I want men who will come if there is no road at all. ↗

— David Livingstone

#good #i #know #men #only

It's quiet in the car, in a good way for once. No words, no music. Silence seems right. I roll down the windows and lean my head against the door frame, listening to the wind rush by and smelling the pine trees. I watch the stars materialize, like someone is dimming the switch on the night sky so each shining dot grows brighter and brighter. ↗

— Jennifer Salvato Doktorski

#quiet #road-trip #silence #stars #music

The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say ↗

— J.R.R. Tolkien

#path