Quotes of: Streets Keyword

We hung out on the streets, played stickball, and did all of the things that other kids did.

Bob Cousy

Every European goes on the streets and sees medieval churches. Not if you live in Indianapolis.

Umberto Eco

You can easily take photographs at a wedding - no one would question it. But funerals are different.

Martin Parr

I do ballet and pointe work. I also do tap, commercial jazz and technical jazz, freestyle street dancing.

Maisie Williams

Hill Street Blues gave me an opportunity to work with an ensemble cast of people whose work I admired.

Steven Bochco

I work a lot with my ski sponsor, Head, to develop new technologies.

Ted Ligety

The war is coming to the streets of America and if you are not keeping and bearing and practicing with your arms then you will be helpless and you will be the victim of evil.

Ted Nugent

Communities are not built of friends, or of groups of people with similar styles and tastes, or even of people who like and understand each other. They are built of people who feel they are part of something that is bigger than themselves: a shared g...

A City Year: On the Streets and in the Neighborhoods with Twelve Young Community Service Volunteers

Bruce decides to spend the family fortune on capes and crime labs and to fritter away his free time fighting crazy criminals. Now that's an out-of-the-box calling. What sort of person makes a life change like that without radical submission? Without ...

God on the Streets of Gotham: What the Big Screen Batman Can Teach Us about God and Ourselves

Suddenly she felt strong and happy. She was not afraid of the darkness or the fog and she knew with a singing in her heart that she would never fear them again. No matter what mists might curl around her in the future, she knew her refuge. She starte...

Gone with the Wind

Every small town has at least one house the children whisper about; the type of house that has always been abandoned; where the once pristine white paint has faded to a grimy gray; where the windows are boarded, and the lawn never grows; where childr...

The House on Creep Street

On those luminous mornings Adela returned from the market, like Pomona emerging from the flames of day, spilling from her basket the coloful beauty of the sun –the shiny pink cherries full of juice under their transparent skins, the mysterious apri...

The Street of Crocodiles

Corruption,' Jordan Belfort believes, 'is endemic to human being. I mean, even men in monasteries - where enticement is hard to come by – even men in those circumstances have sex with other men and abuse children. Look at the Catholic Church! Man i...

Mouth

Bustopher Jones is not skin and bones — In fact, he's remarkably fat. He doesn't haunt pubs — he has eight or nine clubs, For he's the St. James's Street Cat! He's the Cat we all greet as he walks down the street In his coat of fastidious black: ...

Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats

I had a theory; I’m not sure if it was my own but it worked for me. Public spaces, such as streets and subway stations, became inhabitable as I assigned them some value and imprinted an experience on them. If I recited a snatch of Paterson every ti...

Los ingrávidos

The numbers were, at best, guesstimates, and all three men knew it. The relevant figure would ultimately be the one that represented the most they could possibly ask from Congress without raising too many questions. Whatever that sum turned out to be...

Too Big to Fail: The Inside Story of How Wall Street and Washington Fought to Save the Financial System from Crisis — and Themselves

Mrs. Almond lived much farther up town, in an embryonic street with a high number—a region where the extension of the city began to assume a theoretic air, where poplars grew beside the pavement (when there was one), and mingled their shade with th...

Washington Square

Are you going to give a speech?' she asked gaily. He gave a choked laugh. 'Of course not,' he said. 'Not for ages.' 'My cousin Davey gave one on his very first day!' ... 'In the Lords, I remember. It was about how he didn't like strawberry jam.' 'Be ...

The Fleet Street Murders

I walked back to the window to look down at the people who shared this city with me. The people who made every day a series of mediocrities. The unreformed murderers masquerading as businessmen in borrowed suits and debt-laden cars. The voluptuous bi...

Nasri Atallah

Oh, really? Do you wake up heaving from bloody dreams that promise destruction like some crazy street guy forecasting the Apocalypse? Did you slam a door in your dad’s face hours before he died? Does everyone, cops included, think you’re a pester...

Kings & Queens

Pete Dunham: [to Bovver] This is Matt, Shannon's brother. Matt Buckner: [Holds his hand out to Bovver] Hey. [Bovver turns his head and smokes his cigarette] Swill: That's the painting on his face, he don't give a fuck, does he? He don't give a fuck. ...

Green Street Hooligans