I have a deep affection for the road, the endless stretch of the line can easily take away my mind.

“A road is a strip of land on which one walks,” Kundera wrote in his novel Immortals, “ The road differs from the road not only because it is possible to drive on it, but because it is simply a common route connecting one point to another. ... The road is a homage to space. each stretch of road has a meaning in itself, urging us to rest our feet. “