I've always romanticized the late '40s and '50s - the cars, jazz, the open roads and lack of pollution. Now there are more vehicles, less hitchhikers, more billboards and power lines and stuff. People wrote wonderful long letters that took months to ...
I'd love to have our trains, our subway cars and our taxis built right here in New York City. You can create 40,000 living wage jobs... the city's contracting power is huge.
I was one of seven, and we took a lot of road trips - long road trips. And this was before iPhones and iPads and DVD players in cars. I remember how novel it was when I got my own Walkman so I could listen to music.
I grew up in New York City in the '80s, and it was the epicenter of hip-hop. There was no Internet. Cable television wasn't as broad. I would listen to the radio, hear cars pass by playing a song, or tape songs off of the radio. At that time, there w...
Why are video games so violent? The ones I've seen remind me of the 4th of July, with everything exploding, buildings, cars, airplanes, men and women. Kill, kill, and kill for sport and entertainment.
The dubbing of the music and effects is really incredible today. You're feeling gun shots. I mean, it's not the way people say it is, but the gunshot sounds real. And cars sound real. Among the many things in the evolution (of movies) is to make the ...
Russell Hammond: Hey William, we showed you America. Did everything but get you laid. [William looks out the window and smiles] Russell Hammond: No! Yeah? All in car: No!
Dick Roswell: You wanna buy a gate? All in car: Yeah! Dick Roswell: [Tour bus drives through the gate] You just bought a gate!
Carol: [to Falfa] Your car is uglier than I am! [both John and Falfa look at her oddly] Carol: Uh... that didn't come out right.
Bluto: [after chugging a whole bottle of Jack without a pause for air] Thanks. I needed that. [chucks the bottle behind him, which shatters on the hood of the car behind him]
Sam Baines: Stella! Another one of these damn kids jumped in front of my car! Come on out here! Help me take him in the house!
Butch Cassidy: Well, that ought to do it. [after blowing the train car to smithereens] Sundance Kid: Think ya used enough dynamite there, Butch?
[singing while semi-conscious in the back of a police car] The Dude: He was innocent, not a charge was true, and they say he ran away... Branded!
Edward Cole: [Carter's obsessing over a car] You gonna drive it or buy it a dress? Carter Chambers: Just getting to know each other.
Jack Twist: [Lureen takes off her shirt] You are in a hurry. Lureen Newsome: My dad's the hurry. He expects me home with the car by midnight.
Many Americans have a romanticized view of trains, rooted in a bygone era of elaborately adorned rail cars lit by flickering gas lamps and pulled by smoke-belching steam locomotives.
I don't understand this irony - valuable things like cars, gold, diamond are made up of hard materials but most valuable things like money, contracts and books are made up of soft paper.
I really haven't been cognitive of gas prices. It wasn't until I filled up my husband's Toyota Prius Hybrid that I had a moment of understanding of how people who drive gas cars feel.
Roads get wider and busier and less friendly to pedestrians. And all of the development based around cars, like big sprawling shopping malls. Everything seems to be designed for the benefit of the automobile and not the benefit of the human being.
If all the exposure in elevators and cafés and cars and televisions and kitchen radios was put together, the average person listens to several hours of music every day ["The Music In You," , January 8, 2015].
I think New York style is unique because there's something resourceful about it. Utilitarian. Whereas in Los Angeles, I find people make their cars a day closet. Which, I guess, is resourceful in a different way.
