#road

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

I probably did too much thinking in India. I blame it on the roads, for they were superb... ↗

— Robert Edison Fulton Jr.

#india #roads #thinking #travel #traveling

I thought the fart was a human thing. It's something to do with like, arse cheeks, or whatever. ↗

— Karl Pilkington

#biology #humour #scientific-research #biology

Technology is a goddamn bully. ↗

— Scott Cherney

#technology #thriller #thriller

It’s not about the destination. It’s getting there that’s the good part. - Leonard ↗

— Morgan Matson

#young-adult #young-adult

People--stupid when they lived; potentially stupid when they died. ↗

— Rob Thurman

#roadkill #urban-fantasy #urban-fantasy

a) he's late. b) he's acting like an asshole and blowing me off. c)he's gotten into a horrible car crash that's left dead. The most likely answer is A. (We went to prom together, and the limo had to wait in his driveway for half an hour. At the end of the night, we got charged for an extra hour. He- read: his parents- paid for it, but still.) ↗

— Lauren Barnholdt

#breakup #danger #ex #road-trip #breakups

A block of blood should not have the word "cake" after it...they might as well say "shite gateau ↗

— Karl Pilkington

#asia #food #foreign #food

I can't wait to tell him one day," she says with a giggle. "'Hey, Chaz, guess what? We knew where your precious car was all the time.' I'd like to take a photo of his face. What do you think?" "I reckon I'd smile really nicely in the photo," Santangelo says behind me, yanking me out of the way, "knowing that you'll be keeping it under your pillow for the rest of your life. ↗

— Melina Marchetta

#jellicoe-road #raffy #life

When we pull away, he rests his hand on my thigh pressed next to his and we ride like that for a long time; the only time he moves his hand is to take better control of a sharp curve or to adjust the music, but he always puts it right back. And I always want him to. ↗

— J.A. Redmerski

#edge-of-never #love #road-trip #love