“It was my dream that screwed up, the stupid hearthside idea that it would be wonderful to follow one great red line across America instead of trying various roads and routes.”
“The various religions are like different roads converging on the same point. What difference does it makeif we follow different routes, provided we arrive at the same destination?”
“For some reason our priorities in America are all screwed up! It's now all about making money...instead of standing up for what's right!”
“I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future.”
“America and Shepley followed behind him. “Let’s just hope no one is stupid enough to say anything to him,” America said.“Or her,” Shepley added.”
“Screw technicolor, red, and foreign languages. I dream in status updates.”