Car Quotes

In a car you're always in a compartment, and because you're used to it you don't realize that through that car window everything you see is just more TV. You're a passive observer and it is all moving by you boringly in a frame. On a cycle the frame is gone. You're completely in contact with it all. You're in the scene, not just watching it anymore, and the sense of presence is overwhelming.

Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing right in your ear.

I love the way music inside a car makes you feel invisible; if you plan the stereo at max volume, it's almost like the other people can't see into your vehicle. It tints your windows, somehow.

Speed has never killed anyone. Suddenly becoming stationary, that's what gets you.

I'm not holding you against your will; I'm holding you against your car.

Why should any guy want to be only friends with a girl? It’s like agreeing to be near a chocolate cake and never eat it. It’s like sitting in a racing car but not driving it.

Dance like you're stamping on a human face forever, love like you've been in a serious car crash that minced the front of your brain, stab like no one can arrest you, and live like there's no such thing as God.

I don't see white police officers slamming the heads of little white boys into police cars.

It's funny how, even long after you've accepted the grief of losing someone you love and truly have gotten on with your life, every once in a while something comes up that plays "gotcha," and for a moment or tow the car tissue seperates and the wound is raw again.

We're in a giant car heading towards a brick wall and everyone's arguing over where they're going to sit.

Management by results - like driving a car by looking in rear view mirror.

I feel very privileged to hear how somebody used to run around stickin' people up and stealing cars, and now they're gettin' their life back together... I just love the stories. The stories of the fallen world, they excite us. That's the interesting stuff.

Stay humble. Always answer your phone - no matter who else is in the car.

In real life, one of my friends was killed in a car accident during our sophomore year.

Anything more than 500 yards from the car just isn't photogenic.

Let me have my tax money go for my protection and not for my prosecution. Let my tax money go for the protection of me. Protect my home, protect my streets, protect my car, protect my life, protect my property...worry about becoming a human being and not about how you can prevent others from enjoying their lives because of your own inability to adjust to life.

No, no, no. There's no such thing as cheap and cheerful. It's cheap and nasty & expensive and cheerful.

I come to a red light, tempted to go through it, then stop once I see a billboard sign that I don’t remember seeing and I look up at it. All it says is 'Disappear Here' and even though it’s probably an ad for some resort, it still freaks me out a little and I step on the gas really hard and the car screeches as I leave the light.

A muscle is like a car. If you want it to run well early in the morning, you have to warm it up.

Too many people try to do the new job, new spouse, new house, new car thing in 18 months. That's a good way to end up broke. We've got to resist the temptation to catch up with our parents in 18 months. Slow down. You have the rest of your life to play catch up. After all, it's just stuff.

If one sets a car on fire, that is a criminal offence. If one sets hundreds of cars on fire, that is political action.

Second place is just the first place loser.

Witihin seconds the headhunter had lost control of his car and it squealed, sliding sideways right into several other cars.Cool!' said the Gasman."

Societies need rules that make no sense for individuals. For example, it makes no difference whether a single car drives on the left or on the right. But it makes all the difference when there are many cars!

How much smaller the large places are once we're grown up, when we have car keys and credit cards.

When you read about a car crash in which two or three youngsters are killed, do you pause to dwell on the amount of love and treasure and patience parents poured into bodies no longer suitable for open caskets?

Fast cars are my only vice.

If you can't afford the good food or if you can't afford health care or if you don't have a job or if your car is dangerous because you can't get it fixed and you DIE, you just lost the game-bzzzzz-thanks for playing extreme capitalism.

Forget the damned motor car and build the cities for lovers and friends.

Why did they keep changing guitars and amplifiers when they were perfect? They did the same things with cars, if you ask me. They forgot how to make them right, because they focused on style and bells and whistles.

No matter how far we travel, the memories will follow in the baggage car.

If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.

A car for every purse and purpose.

There are tons of people who are late to trends by nature and adopt a trend after it's no longer in fashion. They exist in mutual funds. They exist in clothes. They exist in cars. They exist in lifestyles.

Broken Window Theory: Consider a building with a few broken windows. If the windows are not repaired, the tendency is for vandals to break a few more windows. Eventually, they may even break into the building, and if it's unoccupied, perhaps become squatters or light fires inside. Or consider a sidewalk. Some litter accumulates. Soon, more litter accumulates. Eventually, people even start leaving bags of trash from take-out restaurants there or even break into cars.

My definition of a redundancy is an air-bag in a politician's car.

Nothing but blackness above And nothing that moves but the cars... God, if you wish for our love, Fling us a handful of stars!

When buying a used car, punch the buttons on the radio. If all the stations are rock and roll, there's a good chance the transmission is shot.

And I don't like people who eat powdered doughnuts. I don't car how careful you are, they're just plain messy. I can't believe they taste good enough to justify getting that sugar all over everything, especially me.

Is fuel efficiency really what we need most desperately? I say that what we really need is a car that can be shot when it breaks down.

I don't like to go over curbs, because I don't want to be hard on the car.

Soon shall thy arm, unconquer'd steam! afar Drag the slow barge, or drive the rapid car; Or on wide-waving wings expanded bear The flying chariot through the field of air.

It was almost noon when the plane touched down at the Triad airport on the outskirts of Greensboro. There was a hire car waiting for me; I waved my notepad at the dashboard to transmit my profile, then waited as the seating and controls rearranged themselves slightly, piezoelectric actuators humming. As I started to reverse out of the parking bay, the stereo began a soothing improvisation, flashing up a deadpan title: Music for Leaving Airports 11 June 2008.

Living with a conscience is like driving a car with the brakes on.

Someday we'll look back on this moment and plow into a parked car.

I was encouraged to hear that GM has made great progress on the hydrogen car.

Damon Runyon. A day-coach boy in a parlor car seat.

Well, I always had a chauffer, because I have never driven a car in my life. I still can't drive.

When the car's going well, I purr like a kitten.

If you buy a $28,000 car, in four years it will be worth about 11,000 bucks.

God love the car. It has shown the naked heart that lives in all of us. Man invented the car but the car — out of pure malevolence no doubt — changed the history of the world by reinventing man.

Rail longer than train cars ; and the hope than our reasons. (Rail plus long que les wagons ; - Et l'espoir que nos raisons.)

It's a massive motor in a tiny, lightweight car.

It's real easy to sit on your couch and point fingers and say, 'So-and-so did something wrong...'. But until you are out there in these cars at these speeds and seeing all the near-misses and what is really going on, it is not worth forming an opinion.

I don't like driving very much. That makes me very unhappy, because I scream a lot in the car, but other than that, life is actually pretty good.

Can I tell you how strange it is to look in your rearview mirror and see guys in cars tailing you?

The car has become the carapace, the protective and aggressive shell, of urban and suburban man.

Modern man drives a mortgaged car over a bond-financed highway on credit-card gas.