When a road is very dark it is hard to see the milestones on it.

It’s like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

I stop when I see no more light; it is impossible for me to write by feeling my way.

Put out the light and there is stumbling in the dark.

it's 'like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.')

I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar;

Somebody curse the light
And take me far away from myself

If a man wishes to be sure of the road he’s traveling on, then he must close his syes and travel in the dark.

Trying to predict the future is like trying to drive down a country road at night with no lights while looking out the back window.

I hear police sirens and keep pedaling. I hope something else is happening. I give it a few more minutes before I take a break, stopping between a McDonald's and a gas station. It's mad bright, maybe kneeling over here is stupid, but staying in plain sight might be a good hiding spot. I don't know, I'm not James Bond, I don't have some guidebook on how to hide from the bad guys. Shit, I'm the bad guy.

If a man wishes to be sure of the road he treads on, he must close his eyes and walk in the dark.

A shot in the dark A past lost in space Where do I start? The past and the chase You hunted me down Like a wolf, a predator I felt like a deer in the lights

But I must own that I am much in the Dark about Light. I am not satisfy'd with the doctrine that supposes particles of matter call'd light continually driven off from the Sun's Surface, with a Swiftness so prodigious!

I had to ride slow because I was taking my guerrilla route, the one I follow when I assume that everyone in a car is out to get me. My nighttime attitude is, anyone can run you down and get away with it. Why give some drunk the chance to plaster me against a car? That's why I don't even own a bike light, or one of those godawful reflective suits. Because if you've put yourself in a position where someone has to see you in order for you to be safe — to see you, and to give a fuck — you've already blown it... We had a nice ride through the darkness. On those bikes we were weak and vulnerable, but invisible, elusive, aware of everything within a two-block radius.