“Childhood is a long, long road, from which that dark whispering forest of death seems an impossible destination.”
“[From Pale Horse, Pale Rider]The road to death is a long march beset with all evils. . .”
“The long, long road over the moors and up into the forest - who trod it into being first of all? Man, a human being, the first that came here. There was no path before he came.”
“Your shadow is bought and paid for, and your death will not remit that payment. You can go shadowless into the shadowless world, and your death will only be one last dark thing on my long dark road. It will hurt me but I do not care. It is all but over.”
“When the road seems to be endlessly long, increase your speed!”
“We come from long lines of people destined never to meet.”