Life doesn't happen along interstates. It's against the law.

A true journey, no matter how long the travel takes, has no end.

Instead of insight, maybe all a man gets is strength to wander for a while. Maybe the only gift is a chance to inquire, to know nothing for certain. An inheritance of wonder and nothing more.

No yesterdays on the road.

Beware thoughts that come in the night. They aren't turned properly; they come in askew, free of sense and restriction, deriving from the most remote of sources.

The biggest hindrance to learning is fear of showing one's self a fool.

Whoever the last true cowboy in America turns out to be, he's likely to be an Indian.