Quotes of: Electric-cars Keyword

I have the sex drive of a parked car.

The Merits of Marthaism, and How Being Named Susan Can Benefit You

I’ve always felt sorry for Mike Collins, driving all the way to the moon but not allowed out of the car to look around.

Nightswimming

So much depends upon a blue car splattered with mud speeding down the road.

Love That Dog

Summer coming like a car from down the highway.

The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven

Whether you buy a new TV, or car, (etc.) or any other “material” thing is often “immaterial” to God.

Look into the stillness

Enough of this. Does every conversation with you have to be the director's cut? Get out of the car.

Motherless Brooklyn

Le mensonge n'a jamais paru répréhensible à Mouchette, car mentir est le plus précieux, et sans doute l'unique privilège des misérables.

Mouchette

I got rid of my car, and bought a garage band instead. Music gets better gas mileage.

Sleepwalking is restercise

There is always a unique atmosphere in the car when you drive through the City with a dead body in the back.

In The Shadow of Sadd

I find having your own car is like a passport to the world.

See What I See

I’m not sitting back here with another dude while there are two perfectly doable females in the car.

Three Daves

The Open Road goes to the used-car lot.

People Live Here: Selected Poems 1948-1983

Aggression like this demanded slinging the first punch in a bar brawl, firing rounds at a range, or setting a car on fire.

Poisoned Apple

You try almost dying, being chased, then hopping in a car with a complete (horny) stranger.

Playing with Fire

I had about as much chance to do that as I did of backpacking my car to the top of Mount Rushmore.

Proven Guilty

In my normal world, cars do not go off the road and explode. Please, do not insult my intelligence.

Passing of the King

Before I sold used cars, I sold used horses. Mostly to glue factories.

This Book is Not FOR SALE

I want a one-bedroom house with cup holders. I want to live in my car, and make the road my home.

This Book Has No Title

When you looked out my window you could see the whole city crouched under a blanket of car smog.

Underdog

Sometimes, Lev, I just want to smack you." "You already hit him with a car.

UnSouled

A vagina is not like a car door, no matter how hard you slam it. That’s why I prefer to drive Jeeps.

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