Top 88 Suburban Quotes

Hey, you gotta love a gangsta girl. Even the suburban and preppy girls wanna be gangsta girls. That’s the whole gimmick to it. Everybody wants to be a gangsta girl.

The worst mistake I made was that stupid, suburban prejudice of anti-Semitism.

Hackney at certain epochs has given itself suburban airs and graces, before being slapped down and consigned once more to the dump bin of aborted ambition.

One of the ways I learned how to act, really, is by having secrets and having to function as a kid in a public school in suburban Bible Belt Texas.

Coming from a little suburban town, I wasn’t a hip city kid. I was quite the opposite, really. Songs like ‘Saturday’s Kids’ rang a bell for kids all over the country. That song was about the kids I grew up with.

A suburban mother’s role is to deliver children obstetrically once, and by car forever after.

Poverty, to be picturesque, should be rural. Suburban misery is as hideous as it is pitiable.

I was living in a suburban town north of London, dutifully practicing my Mozart sonatas. And the milkman who delivered the milk in the mornings was kind of milkman by day, composer-artist by night.

Some people in Hollywood think of me as a model for dramatic midlife transitions: suburban housewife to Emmy-winning actress. But I never plotted a master plan for following my dreams.

A lack of reliable high-speed Internet access creates an opportunity divide between Central Virginia’s rural communities and our suburban areas.

Suburban sprawl leads to social atomisation and fragmentation and is environmentally disastrous, as carbon-intensive car journeys displace local shops and replace public transport.

I’ve had asthma my whole life. My mom used to hook the generator up to the Suburban and roll the extension cord all the way down to the football field and have my nebulizer hooked up to that so I could take treatments in between offense and defense. I was in the fifth grade when she started doing that.

To me, I grew up in the suburbs of Chicago, and my identity is of a suburban Chicago person. It’s not like, ‘Oh, I’m Indian.’ I’m not. I’m American.

Sydney in general is eclectic. You can be on that brilliant blue ocean walk in the morning and then within 20 minutes you can be in a completely vast suburban sprawl or an Italian or Asian suburb, and it’s that mix of people, it’s that melting pot of people that give it its vital personality.

Local teenagers killed in a car crash is a suburban legend, a stock plot line.

The image we have of bin Laden in his final years in Abbottabad is of an aging man with a graying beard watching old footage of himself; just another suburban dad flipping though the channels with his remote.

I wanted to improve the suburban office building; to create a great urban space in a suburban environment with all that implies about interaction, collaboration and creativity.

I went through different looks. At one period, I was preppy because that’s how I grew up. But then I had bleached hair in the front. And I used to wear – then I wanted to be a beatnik. It was hard to be a beatnik in suburban Baltimore. But I wanted to be one.

In other words, New York has gone all suburban and bourgeois on us.

The suburban dad is the worst dressed subset in America, which is especially disheartening when you consider the country club’s many great style icons.

Both my comedy partner, Steve Punt – who grew up in Reigate and is the son of a civil servant – and I come from similarly suburban backgrounds, and its really what fuels our comedy.

The place of the father in the modern suburban family is a very small one, particularly if he plays golf.

Most applicants to creative writing programs submit stories about the angst of their suburban childhoods.

Until the end of elementary school, I lived in a suburban area, so the type of village I used to live in is borderline between village and the city, so I’m familiar with the rustic environment.

My constituents include CU Buffs, ski bums, techies, artists, suburban soccer moms, and proud, hard-working Colorado families.

When I first became aware of music, it was probably the same way a lot of people do – even more suburban or rural people – from my older brothers playing music.

I grew up in suburban New Jersey in a transitional area that was surrounded by farmland that wasn’t being cultivated.

The sharp differences between the way city dwellers and rural, suburban and exurban residents vote, think and live cannot be papered over by federal laws, federal rules or, clearly, by a president.

I grew up in a super suburban place where the mundane middle-class issues were similar to what Ray Davies was singing about. All the topics he was singing about were middle-class woes and humanitarian woes – human-being woes.

My mom was born in Jamaica and has always been around a community of black people, so she encouraged me to get out and act. My dad, on the other hand, is from suburban Massachusetts, so he had not been around a lot of black people.

A deep river of must-have school mania runs through the chattering classes. There is, of course, the parental adrenaline rush at suburban cocktail parties that comes from announcing one’s son or daughter as an Ivy Leaguer.

When I was 15, we settled in Santa Monica, in a beige suburban ranch house. By then, my father, Ray, was an architect at Welton Becket’s firm. He was handy with a pencil and pen. His figurative drawings were very good, and his talent was intimidating.

I’m a Sydney suburban boy shaped entirely by the western suburbs.

My parents are really conservative. My dad is Muslim, and my mom is the most conservative woman you’ve ever met. They’re very aristocratic in the most quaint suburban way.

It’s interesting, I’m from a really conservative, suburban town, and a majority of my family are very patriarchal. I mean, I love my family members, but they’re slightly misogynistic, very closed-minded. But I’m sure a lot of us have families like that.

I was born in 1968 and grew up in my grandmother’s house in suburban Connecticut, where I was convinced a ghost named Virgil lived in the attic.

I grew up in this little city called Brampton. It’s pretty suburban – there’s not a lot going on. In my neighbourhood, specifically, there weren’t a lot of other kids so I would just spend a lot of time inside.

For a suburban man aged 30 to 40, hell is going clothing shopping on a Saturday afternoon. There are about 5,000 other things they would put on the list ahead of clothes shopping.

I always found it interesting when you went off to college, people would talk about how you go and search for your own identity. A lot of suburban middle-class kids would be shopping for identities and they would co-opt identities from other cultures.

‘American Horror’ goes for a very specific kind of Seventies suburban downer ambience – ‘Flowers in the Attic’ paperbacks, Black Sabbath album covers and late-night flicks like ‘Let’s Scare Jessica to Death.’ It even has ‘Go Ask Alice’-era urban legends.

I lived somewhat of a nomadic life, even when I lived in Ohio. We spent time in rural areas, in suburban areas, never really city areas. We rode four-wheelers. We had pigs and ferrets. And creeks. We had a creek in my backyard. It was like ‘Huckleberry Finn.’

The separation of church and state is a suburban, not an urban, issue.

California’s drought affects everyone in the state, from farmers to fishermen, business owners to suburban residents, and everyone has a role to play in using precious water resources as wisely and efficiently as possible.

In the suburban Midwestern Reform Jewish world I was raised in, in the nineteen-seventies and eighties, grown men built plastic scale models of Israeli tanks and F-15 jets and displayed them throughout the house, dangling the warplanes from bedroom ceilings with fishing line.

We need a principled leader who will unite our party by respecting all conservatives. A leader who can show more urban and suburban Canadians that their values of liberty, family and equality are at the core of our party.

Thinking fascinates me, and I probably spend too much time in my mind. My wife says that my perfect world is to be in the Suburban driving, with her next to me and the boys in the back seat and complete silence for two thousand miles.

People know Detroit for the cars, but the suburban areas of the city are really beautiful. It’s much more inhabitable than people think. Many believe it’s like Berlin at the end of World War II.

The social and physical construction of suburban America really was quite complex. It was a very elaborate system, and clearly a massive social engineering project that has changed U.S. society enormously.

In the traditional modernist planning that created the suburbs, you put residential buildings in suburban neighborhoods, office spaces into brain parks and retail in shopping malls. But you fail to exploit the possibility of symbiosis or synthesis that way.

I grew up in suburban New York City and London, England, where my dad was working.

Living modestly in a suburban neighborhood while trying to support four children through private school is not extravagant or living large.

In high school, during marathon phone conversations, cheap pizza dinners and long suburban car rides, I began to fall for boys because of who they actually were, or at least who I thought they might become.