"There is no such joy in the tavern as upon the road thereto."

-Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian (pg. 41)

"They were in good spirits, scrubbed and combed, clean shirts all. Each foreseeing anight of drink, perhaps of love. How many youths have come home cold and dead from just such nights and just such plans."

-Cormac McCarthy, Blood Meridian (pg. 38)

"Whether joyful or dark, the drug vision can be astonishing, but eventually this vision will repeat itself, until even the magic show grows boring...Drugs can clear away the past, enhance the present; toward the inner garden, they can only point the way. Lacking the temper of ascetic discipline, the drug vision remains a sort of dream that cannot be brought over into daily life. Old mists may be banished, that is true, but the alien chemical agent forms another mist, maintaining the separation of the 'I' from true experience of the One."

-Peter Matthiessen, The Snow Leopard (pg. 48)