A skittish motorbike with a touch of blood in it is better than all the riding animals on earth, because of its logical extension of our faculties, and the hint, the provocation, to excess conferred by its honeyed untiring smoothness.
T. E. LawrenceThe desert was held in a crazed communism by which Nature and the elements were for the free use of every known friendly person for his own purposes and no more.
T. E. Lawrence