I love driving fast. I grew up in Germany; we have the Autobahn here, where we can drive without a speed limit. And throughout my 20s, I always had fast cars, and I always went to the maximum. Like, my average cruising speed was 250 kmhr.
Learn of the little nautilus to sail, Spread the thin oar, and catch the driving gale.
I would never kill a living thing, although I probably have inadvertently while driving automobiles.
Driving is a spectacular form of amnesia. Everything is to be discovered, everything to be obliterated.
Music always hits me when I'm driving so I keep a recorder in my bag.
Look, if you're driving down the highway at 120 miles an hour, I'd rather be behind the wheel than in the backseat.
You look at what the world is doing to us at every level, whether it's militarily, or in trade, or in so many other levels, the world is taking advantage of the United States and it's driving us into literally being a third world nation.
When I listen to candidates spend all their time attacking Barack Obama, I'm glad they're not driving this bus because they'd be looking through the rear-view mirror. I look through the windshield at the road ahead.
I was at a school in England, a prep school, from the ages of 8 and 13. And every play they did was a musical. Parents love musicals. And I don't sing. It was driving me crazy. 'We're doing 'Macbeth. '' 'Yes!' 'The musical!' And I was always in the chorus, because of course, in all the main parts, you had to be able to sing.
Driving through much of the southern part of the U. S. reminds me of where I grew up in Canada. The trees, homes, sense of community. . . I love the South.
Your purpose when driving is not to arrive at your destination safely or quickly. Your purpose when driving is. . . to impress your personality on the road.
We are not the ones driving the boat of our behavior, at least not nearly as much as we believe.
I see a clear breach of ahimsa even in driving away monkeys; the breach would be proportionately greater if they have to be killed.
I do catch myself driving around singing tunes, but I don't know if it's necessarily show tunes.
Suffering occurs when we want other people to love us in the way we imagine we want to be loved, and not in the way that love should manifest itself--free and untrammeled, guiding us with its force and driving us on.
It was daylight and I drove everyone home - I was driving a Mini with John and Cynthia and Pattie in it. I seem to remember we were doing eighteen miles an hour and I was really concentrating - because some of the time I just felt normal and then, before I knew where I was, it was all crazy again. Anyway, we got home safe and sound, and somewhere down the line John and Cynthia got home. I went to bed and lay there for, like, three years.
Death by drink driving is the only socially acceptable form of homicide.
As far as standup, everybody has a vehicle they are driving. If what you do works, it's like playing golf. If you can master that one swing over and over again, you will be successful. That's what standup is. You have to have a central move and it has to be yours. You have to own your comedy, own what you do.
Stress should be a powerful driving force, not an obstacle.
The driving forces of the universe, the framework upon which it is built up in all its parts, belong to another phase of manifestation than our physical plane, having other dimensions than the three to which we are habituated, and perceived by other modes of consciousness than those to which we are accustomed.