I try to shield my children as far as possible from the public glare. I want them to have a normal childhood like we had. We went to school by the school bus, had school food… There was no special treatment given to us. The same applies to my children as well.
I’m one of those people, in any country I’m in, if somebody could just put me in a car or a bus, I’ll look out the window and say, ‘OK, there’s the Tower of London, there’s Buckingham Palace, there’s Big Ben,’ and if it all takes about five minutes, perfect. I’ve seen all of it and I can go home.
As a child, I lived through and survived the segregated South. I sat at the back of the bus at a time when America wasn’t yet as great as it could be. As a grown woman, I saw the first black president reach down a hand and touch the face of a child like I once was, lifting his eyes toward a better future.
When I’m actually getting off the bus, I still have my gospel playing. That’s the way-to-the-game kind of music.
I liked my skirts short because I wanted to run and catch the bus to get to work.
I used the bus when I was growing up in Brazil. I don’t want to diminish anyone who travels on the bus, but I haven’t done that for a long time.
When you’re super passionate about something, you’re more willing to do all of the grunt work. You know, like, I’m so willing to live on a bus for my whole life because that means I get that one moment on stage or that one moment in the studio that totally fills me.
China is one of those vast, continental conglomerates that… I mean, if they were to start a tourist trade in China, they’d just bus people in from another province, you know what I mean? They’re very self-contained.
My desire for my own sitcom began as a little girl – I spent hours lying on my belly on the shag carpeting getting lost in the world of the ’70s sitcom. All I wanted to do was run away to the Brady house, The Partridge Family bus; even the project on ‘Good Times’ seemed better than Clark, NJ.
I mangle phrases constantly. The other day I was chatting with my boyfriend and I said to him, ‘He really sold him under the bus.’ And he said, ‘I think you meant ‘threw him under the bus,’ or ‘sold him up the river.’
I’ve always been the kind of person who leaves parties early to catch the last bus home.
If I didn’t try to eavesdrop on every bus ride I take or look for the humor when I go for a walk, I would just be depressed all the time.
Regarding comments attributed to me in the Los Angeles Times – allegedly made on a bus trip from Germany to Holland in 1998 – I emphatically denounce such comments as false.
It was only when I finished the course and left my graduation diploma on the bus that I realised I’d become an actor.
If we can’t put our kids on the school bus and know they are safe, nothing else matters.
To me, traveling by bus is like climbing into a closet and watching ‘Das Boot.’
I’ll never forget that first night with the team. Going to the ballpark on the bus was the hardest 30 minutes of my life. I had to walk down that aisle between all the players. I really didn’t know too much about the Detroit Tigers at that time.
The idea of traveling in Africa for me is based on going by road or train or bus or whatever and crossing borders. You can’t travel easily or at all through some countries.
When people grow up in atmospheres of violence or atmospheres of poverty, they don’t normally use hi-falutin’ language to describe those things. They would describe some brutal event the same way we would describe getting a taxi or missing the bus.
I first drew the attention of my future husband when we were fourteen, on the freshman school bus for an epic field trip from Riverside, Calif. to Los Angeles, where we were taken to the L.A. Zoo as well as the Natural History Museum.
In real life, the most important decision you ever make is, where does reality leave off and make-believe begin? If you make a mistake about that, you’re dead. You know, you’re out on the street corner. You think there’s no bus coming. You step out, you’re dead.
I used to dream of some kind of way that you could carry a phone with you – but I never thought I would see it in my lifetime. It doesn’t matter nowadays if you are caught in traffic or got lost on the way somewhere. You can just send a text and the recipient will know that you haven’t fallen under a bus.
I have a little pocket Bible that I have with me all the time in my briefcase, and so usually in the mornings, sometimes on the campaign bus or plane, I always try to catch some time to do that regularly.
Know how to travel from your town to a nearby town without a car, either by bus or by rail.
Everything that I love is behind those gates. We have elephants, and giraffes, and crocodiles, and every kind of tigers and lions. And – and we have bus loads of kids, who don’t get to see those things. They come up sick children, and enjoy it.
I lived a fairly average, anonymous small-town life till I got the idea to do Nine Inch Nails. Then I locked myself in a studio for a year, and then got off the tour bus two years after that, and I didn’t know who I’d turned into.
Art has to move you and design does not, unless it’s a good design for a bus.
It’s very weird waking around a corner and being nose to nose with myself on the side of a bus. And Times Square – that’s the craziest one.
I actually do bits of my writing in sort of incidental spaces – when I’m traveling on the Tube or on a bus. More often than not, it’s a reaction to how you feel about something, and if you’re sitting down and concentrating on, ‘I must write something,’ then you can’t have a truthful reaction.
In high school, I was selected for NASA’s Math & Science program. I’d hop on the yellow school bus and head up to Cape Canaveral.
I remember once acting really cool on a bus with this girl named Stephanie. When I got home, I realized that I had a really big zit on my forehead. If you have acne problems, you really shouldn’t be acting like Don Juan. I should have been contrite – and apologized for exposing her to the angry pimple.
The beauty standards had nothing to do with me in Mexico. It was such a bizarre, dire time for my hair. I was living in a small town where there was not any semblance of an African community. I’d have to take the bus to Mexico City to find a woman who could braid my hair. That was two and a half hours away.
I don’t go, ‘I’m in the papers all the time,’ because there are loads of people in the papers all the time. Sometimes I’m still like, ‘Ooh, look- there’s me!’ I’m never like, ‘Wow, look at me on the bus.’ You have to be a bit grounded about things like that.
When you see the fans supporting you even more passionately, arriving early to cheer you on the bus, it definitely gives you an extra boost.
Cooking, to me, it’s kind of therapeutic. It’s completely different from music as well. I’m not amazing at it, but I can cook myself a good meal. And I’m not just saying this, but anytime I’m on the bus or at home, I’m watching Food Network or cooking on TV just ’cause it’s interesting to me.
Personally I ride a bicycle, travel by train and bus and campaign tirelessly for a car taxation system that will hammer ignorant, selfish, petty, fat, spoilt, stupid car abusers into giving up their addiction and walking.
I took lessons since I was little; I used to pay for my own singing lessons and take myself. Just take the bus when I was a kid and go. But I’d been writing music for years, since the smallest age.
I have traveled a fair amount, and I have visited some great cities. I love architecture and museums and castles and ruins and central markets and even double-decker bus tours. But, I am a sucker for a tropical beach.
It feels great seeing posters everywhere, and bus stops promoting ‘Black Nativity,’ and billboards in Los Angeles. It’s overwhelming. I can’t wait for everybody to see what I got.
Lindsay Hatton’s novel ‘Monterey Bay’ so beautifully evokes the landscape of the titular locale, you’ll feel transported to Northern California even if you’re reading it on the bus on your morning commute.
Rebellion is what you make of it. When you’ve been on a tour bus for two months straight, and then you get in your car and drive wherever you want, that can feel rebellious.
A lot of my friends were gay, so I was spat on on the bus daily, and I ended up in hospital a couple of times from being beaten up so badly.
There were three Selma-to-Montgomery marches in March 1965, and Rosa Parks had missed the first one. Parks, whose act of civil disobedience sparked the Montgomery bus boycott in 1955, moved to Detroit two years later for safety reasons.
In the Negro Leagues, we’d play three games a day on the weekends. Then we’d ride the bus and travel to play the next day someplace else. You’d hang your shirt out the bus window to dry.
I’m always ready for the enemy to come over the hill. I’m packed and set to go. That comes from my time in the army. I used to travel in a tank, but now it’s a tour bus going to safer places.
Taking the stairs instead of an elevator, walking to an appointment rather than taking a bus, subway or taxi, and spending times outdoors in warm and sunny weather are all easy ways to increase daily physical activity.
The only bus tours to political events I ever went on with my father were when he was running for president. Why else would you be touring the nation in a bus?
