My fans do deserve to see me back out on the road.
Failure is a fatality that carves the road to success.
That roads are for journeys, ma’am, not destinations
Finally, we entered Chetaube County, my imaginary birthplace, where the names of the little winding roads and minuscule mountain communities never failed to inspire me: Yardscrabble, Big Log, Upper, Middle and Lower Pigsty, Chicken Scratch,...
I’m like a rock singer with one-night stands on the road.
There’s more to getting to where you’re going then just knowing there’s a road.
When you’re on the road, there’s no time for second chances and messing yourself up.