“turned back toward the filling station, a sprawling blemish beside the old highway.” — Bob McElwain Copy Share Image
“As if hypnotized, he felt his gaze rise again to the old highway which swept by with winds that smelled a billion… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
On the old highway maps of America, the main routes were red and the back roads blue. Now even the colors are… — William Least Heat-Moon Copy Share Image
