Top 33 Wagon Quotes

Or in the early days we didn’t have the bus, we had a station wagon.

With ‘Wagon Wheel,’ I loved the visual it painted, and it’s a song I can truly say I look forward to performing every night.

It’s hard now to imagine that kind of travel and the daily tasks they simply took for granted. If a wagon axle broke, you had to stop and carve a new one. To cross a river, you sometimes had to build a raft.

Five people in a Volkswagen station wagon without equipment. Now we tour with six people in a van.

I started out with a carpet-cleaning business. Then I had a lunch wagon business, where you pull up and serve food. Then I had bars and then restaurants.

Here’s to five miserable months on the wagon and the irreparable harm that it’s caused me.

When we were kids, our parents would let us play outside all day, and there was a horse-drawn milk wagon that could become anything in my mind, like a spaceship or something.

I’m not a machine. I get really motivated, then I fall off the wagon and want to eat Chinese food and sit on my couch and gain five or 10 pounds!

With the help of a friend I got father into a wagon, when the crowd had gone. I held his head in my lap during the ride home. I believed he was mortally wounded. He had been stabbed down through the kidneys, leaving an ugly wound.

Some people regard private enterprise as a predatory tiger to be shot. Others look on it as a cow they can milk. Not enough people see it as a healthy horse, pulling a sturdy wagon.

Everything from the little house was in the wagon, except the beds and tables and chairs. They did not need to take these, because Pa could always make new ones.

I was typecast in ‘Bonanza.’ NBC officials – didn’t realize this for about a year – had seen me in a ‘Wagon Train’ as a patriarch with a son. So when we started ‘Bonanza,’ they had me playing the father as a 65- year-old.

Don’t worry about the horse being blind, just load the wagon.

I grew up with the white picket fence. My dad went to work nine to five, and he had a station wagon.

There have definitely been phases of the National, many years ago, where we did party, and various people, in their own way, fell off the wagon.

Once school let out every year, my siblings and I would get packed into a station wagon to drive to South Carolina to see my grandparents for summer vacation. If school let out on Friday, we were probably in the station wagon no later than Sunday morning, and we would make stops along the way.

A merry companion is as good as a wagon.

From the time I got dressed in the back of a deflated, flat-tired, fish-smelling station wagon for Rocky. It’s always been do it yourself, kind of like paper-clip it together.

Law enforcement’s biased view of the Irish lives on in the nickname we still use for the vehicles we use to transport groups of prisoners. It is, after all, the ‘paddy wagon.’ The Irish had tough times, but little compares to the experience on our soil of black Americans.

Women are like cars: we all want a Ferrari, sometimes want a pickup truck, and end up with a station wagon.

When people think of the West, it’s easy to envision wagon trains, Buffalo Bill, the glory days of the Gold Rush. Cowboy hats come to mind.

A person without a sense of humor is like a wagon without springs. It’s jolted by every pebble on the road.

That’s the key to win a lot of games: you have to pull the wagon together, and everybody has to give 100 per cent, and that’s how you’re going to win games.

Once you get into a routine of eating healthy, it hurts twice as much when you fall off the wagon. But it’s nice to have a few bites of something you like. I’m not a sweets person, but I love pasta and pizza – oh, buddy!

I saw ‘The War Wagon’ with John Wayne and Kirk Douglas, but it was dubbed into German. And it had Japanese subtitles and then this little strip with some Spanish words, and I’ve never forgotten that weird image. It was so magical and funky.

I think the best advice I ever got about acting was from my dad, which was, ‘If they don’t buy the fish on the first toss, throw it back in the wagon and go to the second house.’ Which is like an old Jewish fishmongers’ story about how you become a successful fish monger.

Sometimes you have to understand that you push ahead, there’s going to be a lot of flak, there’s going to be a lot of dogs barking, but the wagon train moves ahead.

My life has always been chaotic. From the time I got dressed in the back of a deflated, flat-tired, fish-smelling station wagon for Rocky. It’s always been do it yourself, kind of like paper-clip it together.

My grandmother on my mother’s side lived to nearly 100 years old, and she had seen Buffalo Bill’s Wild West Show as a little girl and had come to Texas by covered wagon.

My parents moved out to California in 1968 from Ohio in a VW station wagon pulling a little trailer. I was 4 months old. They were following the energy out here.

My very first job was selling pop off the back of a wagon. Then I went to work in a timber yard to save up for my bass amp and joined The Smiths.

I’m like a race horse attached to a freight wagon.

We lived on the farm, and our mode of transportation was wagon and team. No electricity. I’m the seventh son of 12 kids – eight boys and four girls. Mom and Dad handled that very well. But I wanted to get out.