Quotes of: Drives Keyword

Everything is, the way it is, for a reason. Or it isn't. Or neither. Or both. It's so hard to tell. It's so hard to tell you're a mile away by the Luke in your eye.

Invisible Driving

To me, the perfect date consists of dinner, dancing, and sex with a girl who has no stomach or legs, but does have an overactive sex drive.

It Occurred to Me

We men are fascinated by the things we don't really understand. It gives us something to think and talk about: like females, they drive us nuts.

Killosophy

Writing is like driving a car at night. You can only see as far as your headlights, but you can make the whole trip that way.

Ragtime

When aspirations are perceived to be achievable, ambition and drive can erase excuses.

No Excuses, The Fit Mind-Fit Body Strategy Book

The car whispered up the slope and nosed quietly out above the trees. He was driving like a careful insult.

Nine Coaches Waiting

The Duke is worried you lack the fitness to walk up Bond Street. You’re generation lacks the drive.

Latest Accessory

I drive around the streets an inch away from weeping, ashamed of my sentimentality and possible love.

Love is a Dog from Hell

Desperation will drive you to do things you know will never make you whole again and even to lose the very thing you’re desperate for.

My Butterfly

To drive free, to love free, to court destruction with taunts. One brief house of madness and joy!

Song of Myself

When my ex girlfriend left, I was crushed. Why’d she have to drive off in a steamroller?

Seriously delirious, but not at all serious

A truly happy woman drives some men and almost every other woman absolutely crazy

A Prayer for Owen Meany

It was not well to drive men into final corners; at those moments they could all develop teeth and claws.

The Red Badge of Courage

Everything is a drive-thru. You just have to aim really fast

And That’s Why I’m Single

Dreamland, I couldn’t stay away, because I couldn’t stay awake. I traveled there in my sleep, at 65 miles per hour, while I was driving.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

Sometimes I pretend I'm from the 19th century. Then I drive around and say, Wow! So this is what the future's like, huh?

This Book is Not FOR SALE

i can’t always tell what’s better long drives in the star-spangled deserts or long walks along winding tea gardens.

A touch, a tear, a tempest

I drive by the spot of my injury, because each time I do, the pain lessens, and it teaches me a lesson.

This Book Has No Title

Here in Jacksonville there’s a road called Commonwealth Blvd., and today as I was driving on it, I realized how socialist the name sounds.

This Book Has No Title

My brother spent a large portion of the agonizingly slow drive to school banging his forehead on the stearing wheel.

The Unbecoming of Mara Dyer

Sometimes you got to just feel, especially when it comes to music. Notes, scales, they just get in the way.

Velva Jean Learns to Drive