“It turned out that when my younger self thought of taking wing, she wanted only to let her spirit soar. Books are the plane, the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.”
“Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home.”
“Many journeys, often ones you didn't plan to make, take you to an unexpected destination that turns out to be exactly where you want to be.”
“My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring and carried aloft on the wings of the breeze.”
“That roads are for journeys, ma'am, not destinations”
“roads were made for journeys not destinations”