The Thing That Overwhelms Me When I

Beware Thoughts That Come In The Night.

A True Journey, No Matter How Long The Travel Takes, Has No End.

No Yesterdays On The Road.

Boredom Lies Only With The Traveler's Limited Perception And His Failure To Explore Deeply Enough. After A While, I Found My Perception Limited.

On The Old Highway Maps Of America, The Main Routes Were Red And The Back Roads Blue. Now Even The Colors Are Changing.