“The trains roared in on iron rails, bringing people from places he had never seen, taking them away to places he had only heard about. To him, the railroad was a romance and an adventure, and now it would be… — Victoria Wilcox Copy Share Image
The trains roared by like projectiles level on the darkness, fuming and burning, making the valley clang with their passage. They were gone, and the lights of the towns and villages glittered in silence. — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
