“Half-drunk on well-creamed gas station coffee and the exhilarating loneliness of a freeway in nighttime...”
“This is the kind of life I've had. Drunk, and in charge of a bicycle, as an Irish police report once put it. Drunk with life, that is, and not knowing where off to next. But you're on your way before dawn. And the trip? Exactly one half terror, exactly one half exhilaration.”
“drunk on research, exhilarated by arcane details”
“Librarian is a service occupation. Gas station attendant of the mind.”
“...ultimately, all diseases are magical diseases...("Gas Station Carnival")”
“Money is like gasoline during a road trip. You don’t want to run out of gas on your trip, but you’re not doing a tour of gas stations.”