I've developed my passion for cars that drive themselves from being stuck in traffic for many, many, many hours of my life. I don't know what it adds up to, but I feel like I've lost a year or two just in traffic. That's big to me. That's a lot of ti...
I love wildlife, and I enjoy riding. You always know when there's a horse coming, from that clip-clop sound, but you don't get that with camels - they glide. I had to ride one across a road in Cairo, which was very brave of me. His name was Charlie B...
You have to keep writing. It's almost like practice, almost like tennis, that actually after a few days of not writing, first of all it makes you slightly depressed and uneasy, but it also affects the style when you start up again. You need to get th...
A subject to which few intellectuals ever give a thought is the right to be a vagrant, the freedom to wander. Yet vagrancy is a deliverance, and life on the open road is the essence of freedom. To have the courage to smash the chains with which moder...
The road to success has many paths. Do not become boggled down on what is out of your control, but be determined to push yourself to adapt to what is in your way so that you can get closer to your dreams. Be inspired in the face of adversity, graciou...
I buy most of my plants from nurseries outside London these days, but there is a man who mysteriously appears each February to sell plants from a derelict site in Market Road. I think he's Greek, but people say he comes from Essex. He vanishes at the...
A question, doctor," he said. "Why doesn't the coyote take the money he spends on bird costumes and catapults and radioactive road runner food pellets and explosive missiles and simply go eat Chinese?" He smiled coolly. "Why doesn't the coyote simply...
The SAME GUY who took the Baptist's life is drawn by the rumblings of the Spirit's power throughout the countryside, manifested in numbers by guys a lot less confident and competent than the Baptist. Father, remove those obstacles that keep us from o...
Scott Ritter is a very well-known archetype of a certain U.S. military officer. Very hard talking, very ambitious, zealous, and completely consumed with carrying out his mission. He's a guy who, throughout his career, I would say, did not break rules...
I am alone on this road strewn with bones and bordered by ruins! Angels have their brothers, and demons have their infernal companions. Yet I have but the sound of my scythe when it harvests, my whistling arrows, my galloping horse. Always the sound ...
I realize at one point, that I was being followed, and then I began to see the surveillance that was going past the road on my house. And so, these cars began to surveil me. People began to follow me around, and it did, it was very disrupting to thin...
Rachel got up and did this happy little shuffle, like she was some cheerful farmer chick who'd just stepped outside to find the hick she was in love with coming up the road with a calf under his arm or whatever. Why was she dancing? No reason. Just a...
You'll never fly, if you're too scared of the height, You'll never live if you're just too scared to die, Everybody wants heaven, I know But darling freedom ain't free, it's a long road You'll never find your place up there in the sky If you never sa...
When my second child was born, I gave up acting - two young children out on the road was too difficult to manage. I'd always written, but began to do so with real commitment now that it was my only creative outlet. I used all my acting techniques to ...
Tony Awards boost Broadway attendance and sell the shows on the road. They're the sugar to swat the fly. If you needed more explanation for the yearly ballyhoo, in the metropolitan areas where a Broadway show plays, the local economy is boosted by th...
I can't control how high my song goes on the charts, you know what I mean. I mean, I can sway it a little bit by working as hard as I can, hopefully being a decent person and giving good interviews and working hard on the road and being nice to peopl...
Frank Booth: Let's hit the fuckin' road! We're giving our neighbor a joyride! Let's get on with it! Bye, Ben. Anyone want to go on a joyride with us? How about you, huh? [to Dorothy] Frank Booth: Hey, what's this? No smile for Frank? No? All right, f...
Captain, Road Prison 36: You run one time, you got yourself a set of chains. You run twice you got yourself two sets. You ain't gonna need no third set, 'cause you gonna get your mind right.
[Seth is holding a knife to Donnie's throat as a car approaches along the road] Seth Devlin: Did you call the fucking cops? Donnie: Deus ex machina. Seth Devlin: What did you just say? What the fuck did you just say? Donnie: Our savior.
Raoul Duke: There was only one road back to L.A. - U.S. Interstate 15. Just a flat-out high speed burn through Baker and Barstow and Berdoo. Then onto the Hollywood Freeway, and straight on into frantic oblivion. Safety. Obscurity. Just another freak...
Hilts: How many you taking out? Bartlett: Two hundred and fifty. Hilts: Two hundred and fifty? Bartlett: Yeh. Hilts: You're crazy. You oughta be locked up. You, too. Two hundred and fifty guys just walkin' down the road, just like that?
