The darkness crept down and the rain drummed on the steel roof of the cab and the windscreen wipers sobbed their arcs. John Steinbeck (in Travels With Charley )
It seemed to give the journey a design, and everything in the world must have design or the human mind rejects it. But in addition it must have purpose or the human conscience shies away from it. John Steinbeck (in Travels With Charley )