The-road Quotes

A forest fire was making its way along the tinderbox ridges above them, flaring and shimmering again...

He watched him stoke the flames, God's own firedrake. The sparks rushed upward and died in the starl...

He rose and stood tottering in that cold dark with his arms held out for balance while the vestibula...

Where all was burnt to ash before them no fires were to be had and the nights were long and dark and...

He walked out in the gray light and stood and he saw for a brief moment the absolute truth of the wo...

In the draws the smoke coming off the ground like mist and the thin black trees burning on the slope...

Suppose you were the last one left? Suppose you did that to yourself?

His mind was betraying him. Phantoms not heard from in a thousand years rousing slowly from their sl...

The journey took about a week each way, and each day had my parents both in its grip. Riding behind ...

Perhaps the greatest charm of tramp-life is the absence of monotony. In Hobo Land the face of life i...