But I did learn what I didn't know I wanted to know.The crown is still popular overall, but there are deep generational divides

I can't say, over the miles, that I had learned what I had wanted to know because I hadn't known what I wanted to know.

After a while, I found my perception limited.

Boredom lies only with the traveler's limited perception and his failure to explore deeply enough.

An inheritance of wonder and nothing more. Maybe the only gift is a chance to inquire, to know nothing for certain.

Instead of insight, maybe all a man gets is strength to wander for a while.

Other than to amuse himself, why should a man pretend to know where he's going or understand what he sees?.

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.

If he's being installed as Chieftain or receiving a Nobel Prize, that's a fulfilling notion. 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.

What is it in man that for a long while lies unknown and unseen only one day to emerge and push him into a new land of the eye, a new region of the mind, a place he has never dreamed of? Maybe it's like the force in spores lying quietly under asphalt until the day they push a soft, bulbous mushroom head right through the pavement.

In a land of quince jelly, apple butter, apricot jam, blueberry preserves, pear conserves, and lemon marmalade, you always get grape jelly.

Blue Highways (1982) Other than to amuse himself, why should a man pretend to know where he's going or understand what he sees? Quotes 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. William Least Heat-Moon, also named William Lewis Trogdon (born 27 August 1939), is an American travel writer and historian of English, Irish, and Osage ancestry. What is it in man that for a long while lies unknown and unseen only one day to emerge and push him into a new land of the eye, a new region of the mind, a place he has never dreamed of?

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