Highway Quotes
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Of course I litter the public highway. Every chance I get. After all, it's not the beer cans that are ugly; it's the highway that is ugly.
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More Highway Quotes
And an highway shall be there, and a way, and it shall be called The way of holiness; the unclean shall not pass over it; but it shall be for those: the wayfaring men, though fools shall not err therein.
Bible (Old Testament)— Isaiah 35:8.
What after all, has maintained the human race on this old globe despite all the calamities of nature and all the tragic failings of mankind, if not faith in new possibilities, and courage to advocate them. Doubtless many times these new possibilities were declared by a man who, quite unconscious of courage, bore the "sense of being an exile, a condemned criminal, a fugitive from mankind." Did every one so feel who, in order to travel on his own proper path had been obliged to leave the traditional highway?
jane addams— Peace and Bread in Time of War, Chapter 7: Personal Reactions During War (1922)
Every Federal program which has contributed to the development of the West irrigation, power, reclamation bears his mark, and the great Federal highway program which binds this country, together, which permits this State to be competitive east and west, north and south, this in large measure is his creation. John F. Kennedy
carl hayden— Kennedy, John F. (November 17, 1961). Remarks in Phoenix at the 50th Anniversary Dinner Honoring Senator Hayden. The American Presidency Project. John Woolley and Gerhard Peters.
We remove mountains, and make seas our smooth highway; nothing can resist us. We war with rude Nature; and, by our resistless engines, come off always victorious, and loaded with spoils.
thomas carlyle— 1829 Signs of the Times.
The beaten road Which those poor slaves with weary footsteps tread, Who travel to their home among the dead By the broad highway of the world, and so With one chained friend, perhaps a jealous foe, The dreariest and the longest journey go.
Percy Bysshe Shelley— 1821 'Epipsychidion', l.154-9.
In ease of body, peace of mind, all the different ranks of life are nearly upon a level and the beggar who suns himself by the side of the highway, possesses that security which kings are fighting for.
Adam Smith— 1759 TheTheory of Moral Sentiments.
Have not the wisest of men in all ages, not excepting Solomon himself,have they not had their Hobby- Horses?and so long as a man rides his Hobby-Horse peaceably and quietly along the King's highway, and neither compels you or me to get up behind him,pray, Sir, what have either you or I to do with it?
Laurence Sterne— 1759-67 Tristram Shandy, bk.1, ch.7.
He is the happy wanderer, who goes,Singing upon the way, with eyes awakeTo every scene, with ears alert to takeThe sweetness of all sounds; who loves and knowsThe secrets of the highway, and the roseHolds fairer for the wounds that briars make.
percy addleshaw— The Happy Wanderer (1895)
"The Internet is the great highway of the modern communication, free and independent."
kátya chamma— Source: Interview at Recanto das Letras, 2007
At any particular moment in a man's life, he can say that everything he has done and not done, that has been done and not been done to him, has brought him to that moment. If he's being installed as Chieftain or receiving a Nobel Prize, that's a fulfilling notion. But if he's in a sleeping bag at ten thousand feet in a snowstorm, parked in the middle of a highway and waiting to freeze to death, the idea can make him feel calamitously stupid.
william least heat-moon— Part Five, Chapter 3
There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night. And if you go, no one may follow. That path is for your steps alone.
robert hunter— "Ripple" (American Beauty (1970))
They say that life is a highway and its milestones are the years,And now and then there's a toll-gate where you buy your way with tears.It's a rough road and a steep road and it stretches broad and far,But at last it leads to a golden Town where golden Houses are.
joyce kilmer— "Roofs"
No man can make a stable-yard of the King's highway.
law, edward, 1st baron ellenborough— Rex v. Cross (1812), 3 Camp. 227.
We are close to dead. There are faces and bodies like gorged maggots on the dance floor, on the highway, in the city, in the stadium; they are a host of chemical machines who swallow the product of chemical factories, aspirin, preservatives, stimulant, relaxant, and breathe out their chemical wastes into a polluted air. The sense of a long last night over civilization is back again.
norman mailer— Introducing our Argument
In ease of body and peace of mind, all the different ranks of life are nearly upon a level, and the beggar, who suns himself by the side of the highway, possesses that security which kings are fighting for.
Adam Smith— Chap. I (Part IV)
George Stephenson told me as a young man that railways will supersede almost all other methods of conveyance in this country — when mail-coaches will go by railway, and railroads will become the great highway for the king and all his subjects. I know there are great and almost insurmountable difficulties to be encountered; but what I have said will come to pass as sure as you live.
george stephenson— John Dixon, quoted by Samuel Smiles, Life of George Stephenson (1875)
Never underestimate the bandwidth of a station wagon full of tapes hurtling down the highway.
andrew s. tanenbaum— Computer Networks, 4th ed., p. 91
If you ever plan to motor west,Travel my way, take the highway that is best.Get your kicks on route sixty-six.
bobby troup— Route 66, first sung by Nat King Cole, 1946
"I worked for men," my Lord will say, When we meet at the end of the King's highway; "I walked with the beggar along the road, I kissed the bondsman stung by the goad, I bore my half of the porter's load. And what did you do," my Lord will say, "As you traveled along the King's highway?"
— Robert Davies, My Lord and I.
My highway is unfeatured air, My consorts are the sleepless stars, And men my giant arms upbear My arms unstained and free from scars.
william ellery channing— Hymn of the Earth, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)
Evolving life must experience a vast range of possibilities, based on environmental histories so unpredictable that no realized route - the pathway to consciousness in the form of Homo sapiens or Little Green Men, for example - can be construed as a highway to heaven, but must be viewed as a tortuous track rutted with uncountable obstacles and festooned with innumerable alternative branches. Any reasonably precise repetition of our earthly route on another planet therefore becomes wildly improbable even in a trillion cases.
stephen jay gould— "War of the Worldviews", p. 351
Searching through the fragments of my dream shattered sleep I wonder if the years have closed her mind I guess it must be wanderlust or trying to get free From the good old faithful feeling we once knew Carefree highway, let me slip away on you Carefree highway you seen better days..
gordon lightfoot— Carefree Highway, Track 8, Reprise
The snow had begun in the gloaming, And busily all the night Had been heaping field and highway With a silence deep and white.
james russell lowell— The First Snowfall, st. 1 (1849).
Secure web servers are the equivalent of heavy armored cars. The problem is, they are being used to transfer rolls of coins and checks written in crayon by people on park benches to merchants doing business in cardboard boxes from beneath highway bridges. Further, the roads are subject to random detours, anyone with a screwdriver can control the traffic lights, and there are no police.
gene spafford— Web Security & Commerce (O'Reilly, 1997, S. Garfinkel & G. Spafford), pp 9.
The highway is alive tonight But nobody's kiddin' nobody about where it goes I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light With the ghost of old Tom Joad.
Bruce Springsteen— "The Ghost of Tom Joad"
My highway is unfeatured air, My consorts are the sleepless stars, And men my giant arms upbear My arms unstained and free from scars.
william ellery channing— William Ellery Channing, Hymn of the Earth.
Mathematics is not a careful march down a well-cleared highway, but a journey into a strange wilderness, where the explorers often get lost. Rigour should be a signal to the historian that the maps have been made, and the real explorers have gone elsewhere.
— W. S. Anglin, in Mathematics and History, elucidating the symmetry between the creative and logical aspects of mathematics.
