When the wayfarer whistles in the dark, he may be disavowing his timidity, but he does not see any more clearly for doing so.
I like life on the road. It’s a lot easier than civilian life. You kind of feel like you are in a motorcycle gang.
We are all travellers in what John Bunyan calls the wilderness of this world, – all, too, travellers with a donkey; and the best that we find in our travels is an honest friend.