“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.You must travel it by yourself.It is not far. It is within reach.Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know. Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.”

“Were you born in a barn? I must have been, mom asked me so often... You would've thought she would know if anyone did!”

“And have you traveled very far?Far as the eye can see.How often have you been there?Often enough to know.What did you see when you were there?Nothing that doesn't show.(from the 1967 song, "Baby You're a Rich Man".”

“I would not suffer anyone to endure the path I walk. My road must always be traveled alone.”

“I wonder,” I said. “Perhaps you can meet with an accident on the road. Harwin and I can bring back the sad news that you died while we were traveling.” Gisele looked amused—and a little intrigued. “But wouldn’t you be expected to return with my corpse in tow?” “Not if you—fell off a cliff and drowned, and the water carried you away,” I said, improvising quickly. “Not if you were mauled by wolves andeaten .” “Oh, yes, do have me devoured by wild creatures.”

“Perhaps everyone loved someone; I didn't now, I couldn't give much thought to love; in order to travel far you had to be detached, and I had the long road back to the campus before me.”