“He made the world to be a grassy road
Before her wandering feet.”

“Roads go ever ever on
Under cloud and under star,
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar”

“She had tricked him. She had made him leave his old self behind and come into her world, and then before he was really at home in it but too late to go back, she had left him stranded there--like an astronaut wandering about on the moon. Alone.”

“To leave the earth was my wish, and no will stayed my rising.
Early, before sun had filled the roads with carts
Conveying folk to weddings and to murders;
Before men left their selves of sleep, to wander
In the dark of the world like whipped beasts.”

“Beware, O wanderer, the road is walking too.”

“Anger he smiles towering in shiney metallic purple armour,
Queen jealousy envy waits behind him,
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground.”

“The low road leads to da feet.”

“I would gladly wander in Paradise,
But it is far away and there is no road.”

“It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”

“… and best of all, the wilderness of books, in which she could wander, where she liked, made the library a region of bliss to her.”