The road can be hard on a kid if he’s not careful.
My favorite thing about being famous… it’s not really as big of a deal as everybody says it is. Being on the road is tough, doing interviews, and all the stuff. It’s still pretty tough.
I think it would be bizarre to pick somebody to speak at the convention based on their sexual preference, because once you go down that road, why don’t you pick a transvestite?
The road to recovery will not always be easy, but I will take it one day at a time, focusing on the moments I’ve dreamed about for so long.
You can work and scratch out a living in the theatre, but, if you want to make money, you’ve got to hit the road. You’ve got to play big houses of 2, 3 thousand seaters with your name above the bill, do popular fare and reach out to the audience such as it is.
Every household down my road in Peckham, south-east London, stunk of deep-fat frying and I’m sure every working-class home around the country was the same. How would you have done chips and Spam fritters without a deep-fat fryer?
The remarks about my reaching the age of Social Security and coming to the end of the road, they jolted me. And that was good. Because I sure as hell had no intention of just sitting around for the rest of my life. So I’d whip out the paints and really go to it.
I always want to bring emotion across in a straightforward way. I don’t want to get histrionic when I’m singing. For me that’s just not interesting; it goes too far down one road.
I’m a contemporary artist with a bit of an unexpected background. I was in my 20s before I ever went to an art museum. I grew up in the middle of nowhere on a dirt road in rural Arkansas, an hour from the nearest movie theater.
The road to the City of Emeralds is paved with yellow brick.
I don’t want to be on the road all my life.
People can hate on you for doing what it is that makes you happy, but ultimately, it has to belong to you. It shouldn’t matter what anyone else thinks. Life is not easy. The road to happiness is not a path well trotted. You have to find your own path to enlightenment.
I learned so much about playing and touring being on the road and in the studio with Jeff, but I’d always played a lot of gigs in Seattle even prior to joining the Fusion.
If someone is going down the wrong road, he doesn’t need motivation to speed him up. What he needs is education to turn him around.
In addition to this, they already have a fuel cell car on the road in Japan. It is subsidized from within the corporation because they are still at a high cost.
I got cocky and I stopped taking my vitamins. It was an inconvenience to have a suitcase full of vitamins with me on the road. About two years ago, it caught up with me.
I try not to go down the ‘what if’ road very often. It isn’t fruitful and just makes you feel crummy.
If we know where we want to go, then even a stony road is bearable.
I think where I differ a little bit, we absolutely have to think about the deficit looking down the road. And certainly that’s something the president has said that we need to, as the economy recovers, have a plan in place for getting it down.
Today I want to send a message of optismism to all Greeks. Our road, our path, will be more stabilised. Our country will be in a better situation. We will be stronger.
I did spend a lot of my childhood playing out movie scenarios in my head. I’d walk along the road, pretending like I was in the army, talking on the radio, and doing maneuvers. I dreamt a lot about performing in movies and living in fantasies.
I feel like I’m worried about my later years in life because I feel like I’m using up so much good karma right now. There’s going to be some sort of karmic backlash somewhere down the road.
Dying is a wild night and a new road.
In the business world today, failure is apparently not an option. We need to change this attitude toward failure – and celebrate the idea that only by falling on our collective business faces do we learn enough to succeed down the road.
Just wearing all black comes from Johnny Cash. I’m on the road so much that if I wear all black, my clothes never get dirty. You can’t tell if I’ve worn the same shirt twice.
I don’t have a special place or ritual for writing songs, basically I write songs whenever an idea hits me, in my hotel room, on the road, in the plane.
I have been learning English on the road since I started when I was 15, so it is a slow process but making some progress. Now I think I am much more comfortable with my English. However, it is difficult, still, when I speak about something that is not tennis.
Together we have travelled a long road to be where we are today. This has been a road of struggle against colonial and apartheid oppression.
At the heart of ‘The Famished Road’ is a philosophical conundrum – for me, an essential one: what is reality? Everybody’s reality is subjective; it’s conditioned by upbringing, ideas, temperament, religion, what’s happened to you.
During the Second World War, we lived in a flat on Whitechapel Road in the East End of London. At one point during the blitz, the air-raid sirens went off every night for 30 nights, and each time, my parents would grab my sister and me and take us to the shelter beneath Whitechapel underground station.
The art of war is of vital importance to the state. It is a matter of life and death, a road either to safety or to ruin. Hence it is a subject of inquiry which can on no account be neglected.
One’s homesickness for Heaven finds at least an inn there; and it’s an inn on the right road.
The guys in my band are great-we watch movies, we eat pizza, take walks, read books. Everybody has a really great sense of humor. And my boyfriend comes and visits me on the road.
I surfed from Baja California to San Francisco when there were only nine or 10 surfers on the entire Pacific Coast. I spent three-month summer vacations in our High Sierra cabin 60 miles from the nearest road. I drank milk from my own ranch.
I’m always calling my doctor because I’m constantly injuring myself while on the road, like tearing a ligament, blasting my ears or losing my voice. Plus, I’m a total hypochondriac.
There is no road to wealth so easy and respectable as that of matrimony.
Dad was convinced always that I was going to be a road sweeper.
The first attempt at a response: there must have been a fall, a decline, and the road to salvation can only be the return of the sensible finite into the intelligible infinite.
Silk Road to Ruin has all the analysis and it’s structured very well. I rely on my notes more and I use direct quotes. But there’s nothing like writing about it right away.
We toured that record for a year, which turned out to be the culmination of ten years of being constantly on the road. We were sick to death of touring.
I don’t think you can write novels on the road. You need a certain stability.
My family is from Nigeria, and my full name is Uzoamaka, which means ‘The road is good.’
Others may use the ocean as their road; Only the English make it their abode.
It is instilled in thousands of American males from an early age that one of their requirements is to be able to both dish out and take a lot of pain. They are taught the rules of this road in gyms, rings, backyards and fields all over America.
The road to freedom lies not through mysteries or occult performances, but through the intelligent use of natural forces and laws.
The 50th Earth Day was always going to be special, but the coronavirus pandemic has made it even more so. The unprecedented steps the world has taken to slow the spread of the virus have dramatically reduced the number of cars on the road, planes in the air, and oil being pulled from the ground.
I want make more records with my sister. I want to go on the road. I want to tour around the world. I want to continue to make great films and work with incredible directors that I respect and look up to.
My wife, Daniela, and I live in an old house from 1810 with three fireplaces at the end of a dead-end dirt road on Cape Cod, so I turn the trees into firewood for us and a friend of mine sells the rest.
In California, the lines on the road are just a suggestion. They’re in the left lane with the left indicator on, so naturally it’s time to turn right! Are you kidding me? In your Prius? I know, you’re saving the Earth by trying to kill the people!
As far as luxury goes, about the only thing I do is… I go first class all the way. I live on the road, so when I’m out there, I’m getting the nice hotel suite, I’m getting the luxury car, I’m eating the good food, and I make sure I take care of myself on the road.
Aching all over, we reached level ground again, and Mr. Christy withdrew his claims, and agreed that no road anywhere else could possibly be so bad as a Mexican road; a decision which later experiences only served to confirm.
I was cycling until I was 68. I used to play football, cricket, tennis, table tennis. I was into road walking – heel and toe.
The fashions of the ages vary in this direction and that, but they vary for the most part from a central road which was struck out by the imagination of Greece.
Toyota was the first to put a commercial fuel cell powered car on the road, and I have no doubt that Toyota will continue to be in the front lines in the development of competitive fuel cell vehicles.
