#roads

Unlicensed illegal immigrants drive on our roads and interstates without insurance, and there is little that our law enforcement officials can do to stop them. ↗

— Spencer Bachus

#enforcement #illegal #illegal immigrants #immigrants #insurance

Our congressional district is the fastest growing in the state. Nowhere is there a greater need for new and improved roads and transit systems that will spare us the hours we spend each day in traffic. ↗

— Judy Biggert

#congressional district #day #district #each #fastest

Two roads diverged in a wood and I - I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference. ↗

— Robert Frost

#i #less #made #roads #took

America's highways, roads, bridges, are an indispensable part of our lives. They link one end of our nation to the other. We use them each and every day, for every conceivable purpose. ↗

— Christopher Dodd

#bridges #conceivable #day #each #end

The rage for railroads is so great that many will be laid in parts where they will not pay. ↗

— George Stephenson

#laid #many #parts #pay #rage

I just want Texas to be number one in something other than executions, toll roads and property taxes. ↗

— Kinky Friedman

#i #just #number #other #property

The weeping voices rise straight up and strike the clouds. A passer-by at the roadside asks a conscript why, The conscript answers only that drafting happens often. ↗

— Du Fu

#asks #clouds #drafting #happens #often

All roads indeed lead to Rome, but theirs also is a more mystical destination, some bourne of which no traveller knows the name, some city, they all seem to hint, even more eternal. ↗

— Richard Le Gallienne

#bourne #city #destination #eternal #even

Though actually the work of man's hands - or, more properly speaking, the work of his travelling feet, - roads have long since come to seem so much a part of Nature that we have grown to think of them as a feature of the landscape no less natural than rocks and trees. ↗

— Richard Le Gallienne

#come #feature #feet #grown #hands

We are all treading the vanishing road of a song in the air, the vanishing road of the spring flowers and the winter snows, the vanishing roads of the winds and the streams, the vanishing road of beloved faces. ↗

— Richard Le Gallienne

#beloved #faces #flowers #road #roads