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. But I did learn what I didn't… - William Least Heat-Moon

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. There's nothing you can do to stop it.

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

Boredom lies only with the traveler's limited perception and his failure to explore deeply enough. After a while, I found my perception limited.