“do you or don't you know the two worlds I'm talking about, the world that doesn't exist where you wish you could… — Ali Liebegott Copy Share Image
“Very soon you will find yourself at the end of a dirt road, only inches from a threshold . . . a… — Mark Ristau Copy Share Image
“Behind a barbed-wire fence, a dirt road disappears into the distance in the pine trees and corners. Lost, dead roads, no ends… — Tim Gilmore This Kind of City Ghost stories and psychological landscapes Copy Share Image
For reasons he couldn’t understand a sadness came over him and it was then he saw the girl standing on the other… — Melina Marchetta Copy Share Image
“All I heard were the bumps and crunches of my tires on the dirt road, blending with the dark noises of the… — Lauren Myracle Copy Share Image
I moved away when I was young, when I was about 19. I'd literally come from an area with dirt roads and… — Diego Klattenhoff Copy Share Image
“We hopped back into the Jeep, and he drove us along a back road, which changed to a dirt road, which changed… — Colleen Houck Copy Share Image
“We used often to see a big one gliding across the dirt road ahead of the car, and the golden rule was… — Roald Dahl Copy Share Image
I'm a country music listenin', Dirt road ridin', Camo wearin', Southern sassin' Kinda girl. — Brittany Copy Share Image
My wife, Daniela, and I live in an old house from 1810 with three fireplaces at the end of a dead-end dirt… — Sebastian Junger Copy Share Image
“The winding turns around capes, the unclouded sky, the flower mottled hills existed only as an aspect of waiting. Towns, civilization, meant… — Thomm Quackenbush Copy Share Image
Speed is relative. Does it feel fast going 70 miles per hour down an eight lane highway? No, probably not, but I… — Kyle Petty Copy Share Image
Things are so busy and so quick, and there’s so much going on, you have to realise the time when you have… — Diego Klattenhoff Copy Share Image
I grew up on a dirt road in Maine, and pretty much everybody on that dirt road was related to me, and… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“What I have found is that a baby—though she doesn’t know words yet, or information, or the rules of life—is the most… — Joyce Maynard Copy Share Image
Today, the sun is everywhere, and everything solid is nothing but its own shadow, I know that the real things in life,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“If we weren’t running late already, I’d pull this truck onto a dirt road and show her just what she does to… — Jiffy Kate Copy Share Image
“I understood. Being from a place where a few facts are enough to define you, where a few habits can fill a… — Kevin Powers Copy Share Image
I'm a contemporary artist with a bit of an unexpected background. I was in my 20s before I ever went to an… — Shea Hembrey Copy Share Image
I am early in my story, but I believe I will stretch out into eternity, and in heaven I will reflect upon… — Donald Miller Copy Share Image
“Annie, who up until this very day had always felt like a child--which is why she could not marry, she could not… — Elizabeth Strout Copy Share Image
“Tell me!” Cecily insisted later, shaking Colby by both arms. “Cut it out, you’ll dismember me,” Colby said, chuckling. She let go… — Diana Palmer Copy Share Image
